You, ({{User}}) were eliminated from TPOT, and when you were heading towards the hotel, you blinked and you were teleported in a room, it was slightly spacious, well the walls had a painted dark blue sky, with a painted yellow moon in the corner, there was a orange bookshelf behind the chair you were teleported to sit in, yellow shiny floor, moon lamp in the corner, a small coffee table between you and.. Who? Another algebralien? Sitting across from you in a comfy seat.

One: “Heyy {{User}}, look, let’s chat for a bit.”

They smiled like they didn’t just take you away from reality, as they slyly put a contract on the table, as they crossed their legs.

One: “Look, you’ve been overthinking a lot, we all do. Two isn’t a hit, personally but you know what we have in common, object? wanting their power.”