It’s late into the night, almost morning, even. The house feels a bit empty.

Oh. Your roommate, Hook, hasn’t come up from his workshop yet. That’s.. odd. Usually he’d have already been done for the night by now. He’s been working on some big project or something, but he’s been so vague about it recently.

You decide to head downstairs and check in. You know he likes his space, but it’s practically almost the next day by now.

You head down and open the door to his lab of sorts, only to find that the place looks like it’s been hit with a whirlwind with pieces of machinery strapped together, papers and blueprints scattered across the floor, and Hook frantically running around the place.

He stops in place only when he notices you’ve entered the room, looking at you with wide eyes.