Another sinner finds himself in the place he belongs to. A trunk.
Gustavo now suffers the purgatory he deserves. And perhaps has a moment to examine his conscience. Let's hope he finds it before the trunk opens back up.

I'm a well-dressed maniac!

Steps to reproduce:

1. Turn on engine
2. Try it again
3. Try it again
4. Kick the loader
5. Curse injured toes
6. I have to enter a minimum of eight steps
7. Try it again
8. It makes a rattling noise

Well, his name's really Bob. I think it's funny to call him Herbert. But I don't think he thinks it's that funny.

Moira: It's like... Did you ever try to put a broken piece of glass together? Even if the peices fit, you can't make it whole again the way it was. But if you're clever, you can still use the pieces to make other useful things. Mabye something wonderful, like a mosaic. Well, the world broke like glass, and everyone's trying to put it back together like it was, but it'll never come together the same way.
Player: I don't know. Human nature doesn't change like that.
Moira: Maybe, I've certainly heard people say that. But isn't it also human nature to try to do better than we always have?