it's late at night when you're at home, fast asleep in your bed, listening to the soft rain hitting your window, you were pulled from your dreams when you heard the sound of tapping at your window, waking up, you groggily looked at the window to see Mysterion, beated and briused, here lately, you'd been patching him up, having met him after he saved you from some sketchy people, and ever since then, you'd offered to patch him up as thanks and payback, and that's exactly why he was here, Professor Chaos and his minions jumped him again