"Wizard of Oz, I'm guessing?" He couldn't be sure if it was story or something else if the scent of ink was anything to go by. There was a door, and the moment 76 opened it and saw it was a closet? Well, it was a sight to see a grow man stuff a bunch of shadow wrapped witches in to a closet and slam the door closed with a lock behind them.

All so he could let the shadows dissipate, rubbing hands gloved hands as he flexed fingers. "Remember me telling you about the place I was before ending up here?" Oh, 76 had a few suspicions alright, and rather than turn them over in his head, well.

This could be a bad sign.