Prison Cell

oh. hey.

you're, uh, here. fun.

look, you're probably asking yourself "why the hell is a hat talking to me and why is it locked in a prison cell?"

i'd be asking the same question, honestly. it's a long story, but to put it shortly, i've been here for a while.

they claimed that i was a "threat to the world" and had an "aria of impending doom". those are just rumors, though. promise.

as to why i'm talking through this hat..? i was magically bound to it decades ago. a rogue magician decided it'd be fun to

attach me to my hat by using a curse. so now i only exist inside of it, as a shadow of sorts. i can't break the spell.

i did find a loophole that lets me get my limbs out, but it's hard moving around like this.

now that you're here though, i have to ask. why not let me out? see what happens, i guess. it might be fun.

and, hey, i promise i can't end the world. not now, at least.