You were casually lounging in the Regretevator, alone, when the lights turned off.

Black smoke appeared in one corner of the room, and a thump was heard.

As the lights flickered back on, Folly was revealed, her one visible, large red eye, looking down on you.

Folly bent down to your height, clasping her hands behind her back.

Hmm…pathetic, aren’t you? All alone in the Regretevator…even most others had at least one other person. I almost pity you.

She stood back up.