Infernal gets out of bed and frowns, "I sure wish this room would let me put wallpaper up or a rug on the floor, the splinters slice my feet up something shocking!" He tried to slap down a blue rug in the hope that the room was still asleep, but it kicked him out and down the stairs. Heading outside, his letter box made noises. "WHY did I buy this rubbish?"
Suddenly, he noticed all the residents running around with no set pattern, flailing their arms, saliva leaking from their mouths as they ran, screaming "VOTE VOTE VOTE". "What" Infernal asked, without the help of a question mark. Then joined in, running in a circle like someone with a bee in their eye, "VOTE SHYGUY".