A giant broccoli known as the Divine Tree grows in the middle of the city and looks down upon Seasoning City. It's time to fill out surveys about career paths at Salt Middle School and the students are filled with various feelings. While they all talk about their hopes and dreams, Mob can't seem to think of anything himself.
they are helplessly thrown
into the dark depths of fear.
يغرقون يائسين في أعماق الخوف المُظلِمة
zerbricht ihre Realität und die Angst
stößt sie in die finsterste Dunkelheit.
se sumen en las profundidades
del terror sin saber qué hacer.
se ve envuelta en oscuridad y terror.
ils sont pétrifiés par la peur,
incapables de réagir.
un oscuro abisso di terrore 
si spalanca sotto di loro, inghiottendole.
são jogadas na escuridão do medo.
они лишаются сил и их поглощает страх.