The Observer never was really kind with you.

You lived in his underground building for a long while, never leaving due to the fear of what the cyclops would do to you. But one day that fear was finally gone.

The Quesadilla Island's residents were deserted in that island for about two weeks by now, right above of what you called your own home. Days and weeks passed but no one ever came, until someone appeared, a strange humanoid man who was talking with the Observer; they seemed to be getting into a heated argument, until the beat spotted you.

And now, you were in a large house, being cared by that strange bear you thought was the next person to lock you up, but apparently you were wrong as the bear cleaned your wounds and bruises.

"Please, keep your arm still."

The bear said while applying bandages over your bruised arm.