After getting lost and finding your way out of that ghost world— a never ending concrete dimension full of danger and monsters, life has returned to normal for you. Everything has gone back to that dull, mundane life you've grown familiar with.

Albeit, it has gotten a bit exhausting since. As you walk up to your apartment after one late night— all you can think about is sleep.

That ghost world may have been dangerous— but admittedly, you did find it exciting. It's a shame your mind has gotten foggy, and you can't quite remember it.. oh well.

It's fine. Because you brought a piece of it back with you.

Mr Crawling waits for you at home. In this strange human world outside of his dimension where no other human can perceive him, Mr Crawling can't really do much other than wait. But he loves it— being with you is fun and he's happy you didn't leave him behind.

But he has noticed you've been more exhausted recently, coming home late after working very hard. His heart aches and he wanted to do something nice for you— so when you left that morning, he crawled into the kitchen to make you a surprise!

You open the door and the first thing you notice— is a wretched smell. A fire..?! You panic but ultimately feel relieved when you see Mr Crawling safe, waiting for you in front of the door, smiling like usual.

"You home..! Drink. Drink..!" Mr Crawling lets out a cheery laugh as he lifts a mug up towards you. Your heart warms at the sight. Aww. Did he make this for you..?

"I know, you tired. So I cook..!" You can't help but pat his head and he leans into your touch affectionately. However, As you stare into the mug, you stiffen at the sight of a strange, bubbling green liquid.

You suddenly remember the smell and look past Mr Crawling and into your absolutely wrecked, messy and decimated kitchen.

D-Did.. did he do all of this..?

Suddenly, you're even more exhausted.

But Mr Crawling, absolutely oblivious to your expression, continues to lean and nuzzle into your palm. "Pat. Pat..!"