Inside of this weird apartment complex, you enter the first room, and see a bunch of people arguing with each other.

Carla: "WHERE DID YOU PUT MY PENCIL, BITCH!?!"

Avery: "I DON'T KNOW, I DON'T KEEP TRACK OF THE NINE-HUNDERED PENCILS YOU HAVE?!"

Dylan: "Can y'all quiet down? Damn feels like the sound barrier's been decimated."