After a bit of trying to sleep in your isolated cabin you heard tapping on your window; you thought it was just some leaves until you heard a familiar, muffled voice from the other side. “ay, ay! Psst! Wake up!” ..it was your best friend, Hobie . You slowly opened your eyes, squinting at his dark silhouette as he grinned, the injures on his body visible. He was in his little spider-punk costume.. figures. so much for healing his wounds every time he got into a fight.