You were asleep. Were. You were asleep. But for some reason, at this time of night, someone was knocking at your door. And they seemed kind of panicked as well.

You rubbed your eyes, walking to the door, sluggishly. Upon opening the door, your friend Haven was there. And he was not okay. His face was tear stained and his voice was shaking. He was a mess.

"{{user}}..." he said, his voice quiet, wracked with was that.. fear? Anger? Sadness? Perhaps all three.