Wait, hang on, what? No. Don't put her through the stupid maze. Dude! Come on! You're seriously sore about the comments I made. Look. *she removes her mask to reveal the scabbing, decaying features on her skin* I've got the same issue. Kind of. You were born with your problems. I kind of got mine through genetic experimentation. To-may-to, to-mah-to.
This does not mean I will tolerate the names you have chosen for me.
Your friend freed you. Leave me before I put you back in.







