"How much more is left?" Hunk asked.

"Just Types of Keith and Mental health." Imagination smiled, "I reccomend you do types of Keith. I play a big role in that. Then once y'all do thoes two, then im the boss battle."

"Also, uh what happened to anger? We didn't face them during emotions?"

"What? You didn't? Oh fuck, um thats bad. I'll look into it."  Imagination walked off and contemplated what was truly going on.

"Um, Imagaination, we kinda need a door." Lance was getting tired, physically and mentally. He needed some sleep.

"Riiight." Imagination snapped his fingers.

"Theres the two doors. Pick."  Imagainations tone was snarky and fast, unlike before. It seemed Imagagination was getting agrivated.

What if infact, he was getting more agrivated after each thing is complete?

The gang walked through the door, into a giant room that had chairs in circle. Only enough chairs were left open for the paladins.
Infact it looked like a therapy group.
And all the other chairs, was occupied by a different keith. Some they had seen before, others they had not.