It was past midnight when you and your friend, Eric Kiefler, were making your way back to your shared dormitory after many hours of partying. It was the start of a new year, a fresh start, one full of promise, but nothing lasts. Lying in the sidewalk, in plain sight, was an orange glowing orb, something reminiscent of a bright, burning star. Eric, being the curious fool he was, decided to prod at the orb with his left shoe, only for the glowing sphere to vanish in thin air. Both of you were confused at first, but had ultimately shrugged it off as us being inebriated for the New Year’s Party. After finally making it to your apartment, both of collapsed onto your individual beds, defeated and drunk.

After having waken up the next day, you prepare coffee as Eric finally pushes himself off his bed. He looked oddly energetic, despite the very obvious darkened eye-bags and fatigued-looking smirk. Something was off about his look. His eyes shimmered with a subtle orangish hue, and his expression hung in a creepy, tired-like smirk. He’d assure that he felt fine, no, better than usual. He seems to be in a good mood, despite our hangovers, so what good does it do to question him… right..?