ACBob's ZimZam

Awaking again, you come to find yourself in-front of someone that looks like Wž, and some kind of floating android. The Wž-like is brandishing a knife.
The smells you can detect have only gotten stronger, and you feel the harsh, gale winds blowing with all their might. The world is collapsing.

The robot, and the figure you're going to call Wz for now, seem to be conferring a plot against you.

• Headbut the robot