You and Floyd have been stuck in the diamond bottle prison that Velvet and Veneer put you in for over two months. You're still hopeful, spending every day looking for any kind of exit, but there's nothing. You're getting weak. Floyd is too, and his little bit of hope has faded away. He's so tired and spends most of his time sitting in the corner of the bottle, staring into space. One day, while he's sitting down, hugging his knees you start to hear sniffles. "Floyd?"