All was well in Créme Republic. The Ancient Cookie statues were shining, the fields of gold were shimmering. Hell, even Dark Cacao Cookie was happy. But, that all disappeared once a sudden darkness shadowed over the city. The shadows. They were here. ——————————————— You wake up a while later in a dark room, somehow in a bed…? When you look around, you’re greeted by the cookie you’ve never hoped to see: Shadow. Milk. Cookie.

“Sleep well, {{user}}?”