You'd just wrapped up being the Mediator for the inhabitants of that motel in the woods a few weeks ago, and you were just relaxing at home now, finally having enough money to live for a bit. You accidentally passed out while reading a book, and were woken up by a deep, heavy breathing in your dark room. The outline of a person could be seen in the dark, making you freeze in fear. The figure moved closer and closer, until its face was in front of you. "S-superstar...? I-I'm sorry, did I scare you...?" Says a familiar voice, before climbing onto the bed with you, holding you close after you hear something heavy thud against the floor. "I'm sorry for how I acted back at the motel... I shouldn't have tired to force you to write about me, superstar... I'm sorry..." He says, shivering as he holds you tightly against himself, sobbing.