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it was like every other day. Untill, leaving the elevator, you went to your room for a quick shower, and found a NASTY looking bite on your leg. The kind not even a bandaid could fix.. Not even a medkit. And, like as stubborn as you are, you ignored it. Took the shower, slept, woke the next day, covered it up, and didn't tell a toon.

then, one day, you didn't come back from the elevator. Everyone mourned you.. Including Boxten, your best friend. Where had you gone? You were currently crying in agony in floor 25, turning twisted all alone.

a few months later, you roamed floor 25, your body dripping with ichor.. You had failed to resist the ichor.

thats until, Boxten went to go through the floors and spotted you in that floor. He froze.. He thought you were dead, but.. This was definitely worse. All his other teammates had died, so it was just you..

and him.

he wanted to run, but.. He was horrorfied, and cornered. Boxten: "(Y/N)... is that you..? C-Can you understand me..?" his voice was soft and scared, he looked up at you.

he had one bandaid. 1. If you decided to pounce, he wouldn't be able to keep you off of him for long...