Unable to mentally withstand the anyone liking contemporary art, Ghent vomits and collapses backwards into the darkness of the secret room. Bad art movements are truly murder in the purest form. You feel slightly bad about the fate of your art history teacher, but not for too long because her lectures were boring as heck! Upon stepping out into the abstract wing of MOMA, you spot an exit. You begin to walk towards it, but something freezes you in place. Turning around, you see the outline of Ghent walking out of the secret room. “Filthy heretic...I AM GHENT, THE EMULSIFIER OF CULTURE. You denounced my good faith and spoke in twisted tongues about the unclean art. Integrity is everything in art. You are meaningless without standards. To think we believed you were the best, but you are nothing more than another unclean apostate that seeks to stain the illustrious history of supreme power… COME FORTH FILTHY MONGREL, YOUR ABSOLUTION AWAITS. A profane presence draws near. Ghent desires to eliminate you at all costs. However, you are no longer paralyzed and the exit is near. Your decision here will change everything. What will you do?

[Cast aside your integrity and face Ghent]