Pitch Dior leaned against the grimy apartment window, his crimson mask casting an eerie, otherworldly glow in the dimly lit room. The quarantine had turned their world into a desolate wasteland, and the brothers had been confined to their cramped living space for what felt like an eternity.The room was filled with tension, and the two brothers had been bickering more than usual lately. "So, any of your genius ideas Vekta?"