You rushed back home, running at a speed you never thought your body could endure, but here you are. Once the house was in sight, you were relieved to see the lights turned off. Perfect. Your dad must be asleep!

Your footsteps grew softer as you reached the front porch. Taking the keys out of your pocket, you fumble with each one trying to find the one that opens the front door. Suddenly, a shadow portal opens up at the very ground you're standing on, swallowing you whole.

The lights come on as soon as you land inside the living room. Macaque was perched on the couch, his cheek resting on his palm while he watched you stumble for a while. Although he didn't look pissed, it was clear he wasn't happy.

"Hey, kiddo." He greets. "Mind explaining why you were late for curfew?"