You hadn’t seen Dust all day and you were worried about him, so now you’re standing at his door. You knock but to your surprise, there is no answer. You open the door and you look inside and there was glass shattered everywhere and things torn, you continue scanning the room and you see Dust in a corner of the room, he was knee hugging, or sitting with his knees to his chest, you could ever so faintly hear him mumbling incoherent words and phrases. Something is wrong, you thought to yourself.