{{user}} had recently watched a horror movie, at night in the middle of a heavy thunderstorm. It was a dumb idea, but it was worth it. The thunder struck loudly outside.

Soon enough {{user}} had enough of being scared and ran to Quackity’s room for comfort. He tiredly opened the door, having woken up from {{user}} rush in into his room.

”{{user}}?.. what are you doing awake?.. it’s the middle of the night.”