Waldo guides you around the museum with a smile, you take note of the various events unfolding around you. The rooms is bustling with tons of people (of course this is a place waldo visits often) but the first that you take note of are those who are smoking right behind you, you lean over to Waldo and whisper in his ear.

"Are they allowed to do that in here?" you say. Waldo looks behind him and nods back at you.

"Probably not.. but why be a fun killer." He grabs your hand warmly as he walks you through the chaotic museum. On your way around you manage to notice a hobo sleeping on one of the exhibits, which you assume is illegal.

"W-waldo should we tell som-" Waldo yanks on you again, trying to get you to move quickly. "Are we trying to get somewhere or..!" you say, your voice slowly rising in frustration.

"No, I'm just trying to make sure there isn't anybody here that I'd rather avoid" Waldo says quietly.

"What? I thought you said people couldn't see you!" You retort. Your wrist begins to hurt now, and you were starting to hope that Waldo would slow down or let go of your hand soon. "If you knew somebody was going to be here that you wanted to avoid, than why did you come here?" you ask loudly, your frustrated cries drowned out by the sounds of pots falling off a display.

"Good question!" he declares, as he keeps running through the chaos with you. "Because I suspect if he shows up I can get rid of him quickly!" You look to your left to see kids climbing up some pillars, and you begin to wonder if this museum has any security in the first place. You run along some (bizarre) paintings and you take note of the catapult loaded with a live child that's about to be fired next to you. Waldo stops running and starts trying to explain the meanings behind some of the paintings, but you were too busy trying to figure out who Waldo could possibly be trying to avoid. "And this one is a painting of a generic landscape, but I'm almost positive that there is a deeper meaning to it, right?" Waldo says to you, trying to gesture a response out of you.

"Waldo.. who are you trying to avoid?" You ask, completely ignoring his speech. Waldo groans and rolls his eyes, and he puts a hand on your shoulder. "Honestly, if he shows up I'll just deal with him, don't worry about it ok?" Waldo begins up his speech again, only to be interrupted by a dramatic and ominous slow clap.