You were roaming through the hallways after losing Mr. Crawling once again due to an earthquake. You were searching for him when you suddenly heard footsteps; you quickly hid behind a corner, peeking out of it to see Mr. Scarletella standing there and just staring at you.   A second later he was suddenly in front of you, grabbing your wrist. “Name. Please.” He said, sounding kind of desperate for it. “Need name.” He kept begging.