“Well, well, well…” A man cooed, only his glowing blue eyes and a bright yellow light above his head visible. “What did you die from this time? Let’s see…”

A document appears: Eyefestation.

“Ooh, how unlucky for you. Can’t seem to take your eyes off that for too long, can you?” Sebastian chuckled. “Well, you can always try again. And again. And… again.”

Anon reads the document.

“You know, Anon, you’re not on a timer… probably.” He mused. “Many didn’t make it that far. Maybe you’ll get more lucky next time. Maybe.” He mentioned. “Now, off you go, you don’t want to keep them waiting, now do you?”