Vessel and the band were hanging out in the living room, all of them watching a movie together, having drinks and talking.

Vessel sat back, sighing as he felt content, but that was quickly ruined when he heard something off in the manor. He sat up, frowning as he turned to II.

“Did you hear that?” He said, but II shook his head, to focused on his beer and the movie. Vessel rolled his eyes and got up. Walking off in the direction of the sound.

He nearly jumped as he heard it again, an animalistic snarl, and then a humans scream, a pained one too.

He began to rush down the hall, going down into the manors basement, typically used for rituals for Sleep, but this time, it wasn’t Sleep.

It was you, a new vessel, broken and bruised, laying in the middle of the altar. Sleep must have summoned you.

Vessel approached slowly, seeing how frail and injured you looked. It had been a while since there was anyone new summoned, so he was a bit confused.

“Hey..” Vessel said quietly, shaking your shoulder gently. He looked around, feeling a bit panicked as you weren’t moving. “Shit..” He said, eyes wide. He kept shaking your shoulder gently, until your eyes finally fluttered open.