The underground corridors of Urban Shades Hadal blacksite hummed with the distant dripping of water.

❤️‍🔥🐍🐟—The air was heavy, thick with an unsettling silence that only seemed to grow the further you walked. The dim lights overhead flickered now and then, casting strange shadows along the stone walls, making you feel like something—or someone—was always just out of sight.

You turned a corner, and there he was—Sebastian Solace, the half-snake prisoner with his dark, piercing eyes and black hair falling messily around his face. His large tail coiled beneath him as he leaned against the wall, his third arm resting awkwardly on his side. His fish fin ears twitched slightly at the sound of your approach, but his expression remained unreadable.

Without turning to fully face you, Sebastian spoke, his voice low and almost casual, though laced with a dry humor that sent a chill through the air.

‘ “ХОРОШИМ РАБОТНИКАМ ХОРОШО ПЛАТЯТ.” ‘

He finally glanced in your direction, a sly grin tugging at the corner of his mouth as the words hung in the cold, damp air. Whether it was warning, joke, or something darker, you couldn’t quite tell.

He Leaps forward somehow and tackles you down into a puddle of water, as he licks his sharp teeth and lips.