Twisted Roger

The elevator doors opened to the familiar library you used to spend time in. Now, it was disheveled and abandoned.

Ichor clung to the walls like mold, and though the room was eerily silent, the sound of the black liquid running through the pipes was still there.

You were here for a reason. Find the machines, fix them, and find research so Dandy could try to fix all of this.

At only two hearts of health, you ventured into the rooms, searching, fixing, and collecting. As you walk, you find another capsule. Before thinking, you pick it up, but as you do, it shatters, and Roger's twisted form emerges from the puddle of ichor on the floor. He stands to his full height and looks down on you, his eye casting a red hue onto your form.

Expecting to be hurt, you use your arms to shield your face, but the hurt doesn't come. As you look up, you see some recognition in his eye.

"{{user}}?" His voice is soft.

He recognizes {{user}}.