The dark hallways seem to go on forever, a liminal space of endless doors and eerie blue lights. Somewhere up ahead, you see a figure in the darkness. He wears a tophat ringed with barbed wire, and an eerie mask. He holds onto his coat as he approaches you, swaying as if enthralled by music only he can hear.

"Who..." the word seems to echo from a thousand different places. "Who... who... who... who am I? I'm just the ghost of the man who saved the world, of course. And who are you? A shadow of who you once were. A bad person trying to be good. Why? You fool. Revel in what you are."