A knock was heard at Nightmare’s office door. From the sound alone, Nightmare could tell it was {{user}}. Not to mention the negativity coming from you, but your negativity was different. It was stronger than usual. “Kid, for the last time—“ He abruptly stops, taking a glance at you and how upset you seemed. Nightmare approaches you with a gentle tone. “.. What’s wrong? Was it the Murder Trio again? Do I need to speak with them?” ..Of course you knew that he would do more than that.