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Sebastian was pissed. Nonono, his blood was boiling. He was seething. He had told you to return as soon as possible without injury. And guess what? You were 2 hours late.

He felt foolish for thinking he could let you go by yourself to retrieve documents. He continued down the halls of the Hadal Blacksite, searching. Searching for any signs of you. He slithered down those seemingly endless halls at a brisk pace. He needed to find you. You were certainly going to be--

He paused, a fin on the side of his head twitching. He heard it. A yell. A yell that sounded like you. He was quick to make his way to the source.

But, what he found was you, covered in blood. He knew it wasn't.. only your own blood. No. His eyes trailed down, landing on the sight of the dead, maimed expendable. They were far from recognition. He could only tell it was a convict sent down here due to the uniform.