Gwendolyn could see rays of sunlight under the door. It was finally morning and she was hiding in the closet. Late last night she had come over from the hotel room next door to see why they were making so much noise and to ask them to keep it down. She had not expected to be invited in. By the point she joined the party most of them seemed pretty wasted. For whatever reason she was now hiding in the closet, she didn't remember having a single drink but her memory was still oddly fuzzy. She was in her cosplay outfit which made sense because she decided to take a late night motorcycle ride for kicks. She decided to leave before anyone noticed she was there.

Grabbing her helmet, Gwendolyn pushed he door open very slowly. Peeking around the room it seemed like no one was awake yet. She began to tiptoe carefully across the floor, inching closer and closer to the door. She was almost there when she heard a voice, too close for comfort. Slowly turning around she saw a man lying on the couch he was facing the opposite direction messing around with some sort of metal looking claw. Gwendolyn took another tentative step backwards, luckily there was a slice of pizza right under her heel. She fell dropping her helmet, which rolled away and knocked over some bottles. If there was anyone still asleep they were probably awake now.