It was an alternative universe, where every mod was a more...realistic version of themselves, though looking more ruffed up.

Boyfriend was victim to it. He looked as if he had just come from a horror story, and that he did. Girlfriend died, and his mind was completely scrambled. He didn't know how to feel or act anymore, and it definitely was taking tolls on him.

"I'll make her proud, just for her..." Boyfriend mumbled, the wide almost sadistic smile stretching out his face.