It was a blood moon. Every ghoul was locked in their own room, and the only one who could go on was Papa himself.

You could hear Sodo screaming and banging things — as he did get aggressive in blood moons.

Until — there was heavy knocking on your door.

“Open the fucking door.” The voice hissed — Sodo.

You stayed silent, not wanting to engage with him.

“I fucking need you. Let me in before I forcefully open this fucking door.” He hissed — the knocking getting more aggressive.