[Greetings from Clockwork's tower again, community. Look at your resident evil ghost, now to the golden apple in his hand, now back to the ghost, now back at the golden apple. Sadly, he wasn't exactly paying attention to all the fuss on the community recently, but if he was, he probably could've avoided this.]
[He tosses the apple up and down a bit, then shrugs and munches down on it because he has nothing better to do.]
[There's a burst of static on the screen. When it clears, you're staring at - no, he hasn't joined the legion of cats, instead you've got a
very confused looking young ghost boy.]
I- what? What? Where am I?
[He's glancing around, looking all the more bewildered by the second. In a moment, he'll notice the screen on, so the time is ripe to try messing with his head. Or, well, you
guess you could be nice to him... but where's the fun in that?]