Horror flew into your apartment in the middle of the night, his large wings outstretched before he put them away— peering inside your window.

Horror couldn’t see if you were around, no lights were on, no sounds being made as he tried to listen closely. Though with his cracked skull, he tried his best.

After getting impatient, Horror decided to try and open the window, gripping it as he slid it up— the glass creaking when he did, silently crawling inside with a bit of a fuss.