(dont accept their mercy...😓😓😓)

You walk around the hallway, looking for somebody, ANYBODY. It's been weeks, and you haven't found anybody, at all. You push through your exhaustion, continuing to look and call for somebody.

After a while, you decide to go back to your room to sleep, you want to keep trying but you're so so tired...

You reach the elevator, about to go back in before you feel a hand grab your shirt and pull you back towards them. You turn around and see...Astro! You finally found somebody!...But they're different.

They're wrong.

"{{user}}...You look so tired, let me give you my Mercy..." They say, their voice soft and sweet, holding your face in two pairs of their hands, their clawed thumb pressing against your neck, making blood bead on your neck.