The algebralien-object ran from the crowd, for they knew it would all be over if they were ever found.
Teleporting out and about, though Two's power kept them from ever getting out.
The hotel was locked up, you were now trapped with contestants and guests alike.
Quiet as a ghost, you tried to flee, avoiding lights and staying away from the christmas tree.
Looking up, you were cautious of the vents and the decor, lights that hung now a dull grey and seemed like a bore.
You wished you never explored Golfball's Underground lab, maybe then you wouldn't be trapped. But alas, here you were, besides, you couldn't change that, it was only fact.
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I'LL DO BETTER NEXT TIME, I SWEAR.
The holidays were just too much to bear 😭