You had lived in Nockfell for about a month, living in the Addison Apartments with your family. Surprisingly you had managed to make a friend- A metal head with a knack for painting (who, he’d admit, was not the sharpest tool in the shed.)

Lisa (his mom) had left to go to dinner with someone about an hour ago, leaving you and Larry alone in his room. A new Sanity’s Fall song was blaring through the room as he painted a horror landscape.