A white slugpup with indigo frills drops into the chamber, his whiskers twitching with excitement at the new surroundings.

Though he is usually quiet and reserved, today he seems determined to find his father.

He opens his eyes, but his gaze is distant and unfocused, as if he can see something you cannot.

He looks determined, his mind working hard to solve the mystery of his father's whereabouts.

"I can't find Dada in here..."

He talks to himself, oblivious to your presence.