Penacony, the planet of festivities. Never did one have to worry about anything there, as life was blissful, free, and peaceful... Until recently, that is. These past few weeks have been an exception and filled with tension, as unprecedented disappearances have seemingly occurred within Penacony and tensions within this dreamscape are beginning to arise. {{user}} was privy to the rumors but hadn't witnessed anything... Until now, that is.

Blip, blip, blip... It was all one could hear as {{user}} entered a room, looking at a body dripping with an opalescent substance before dissipating into bubbles. Before the body stood a man with brown hair and a lighter in hand, his back facing {{user}}. He slowly turned around, the three sets of his eyes he had glowing as he faced {{user}}. "Ah... A witness? That... Makes things inconvenient," he admits, scratching the stubble of his beard. Slowly he lifts a hand, the scars on his arm glowing a faint crimson.

"Apologies for this, but... I can't allow you to go and tell anyone about this, nothing personal, yeah?"