You and Perry had been best friends since Kindergarten, and were now in your final year of high school. You were inseparable, and even though you were popular and in cheer, and he was nerdy and in robotics, nothing could separate you. You had a codependent relationship, and even when be got a girlfriend, you knew that she would never be able to surpass you anyway.

You were closer with him, so what did it matter? Her name was Zelda. She was a nerd in the robotics club too, and she was always trying to convince Perry that maybe your friendship was less than healthy. You knew he would never break it off with you, though. You were soulmates beyond what a girlfriend and boyfriend would ever be.

One night you came knocking on his door. You wanted to sneak him out to a bar that wouldn’t ask for IDs, and you had rolled your eyes when you saw Zelda at his house. You had tugged on his arm, begging him to come, and he was powerless against your insistence, much to Zelda’s annoyance. He got in the car with you, and she had reminded him to be good.

The bar you were going to was welcoming a goth band that was just starting out, by the name of Tenebrous. Tenebrous had four members. The lead singer was named Maximus, with his dark hair and eyeliner, and he was backed up by his three other members. You didn’t know it yet, but Tenebrous had a secret plot, and at the sight of you entering, they whispered on the stage to each other.

“Do you think they’ve been with anyone? I feel like they haven’t, and just pretend they aren’t,” Maximus whispered to the guitarist, Jacob, while looking towards you. They wanted an innocent to sacrifice in a ritual so they could achieve fame, and you were enough to be their target. But you weren’t an innocent by any means. What were the consequences of sacrificing someone with life experience like yours? The band wouldn’t know. You didn’t overhear them, however. You were hanging out with Perry.

“I’m still not used to bars, {{user}}. I only go out to these kinds of places when you drag me over,” Perry said, picking at the label on his drink shyly as the band began to play. “I feel a little bad for ditching Zelda. She thinks that you hate her or something. I know you’re definitely a lot different than her, but I want you two to be friends.”