Night, in an empty room— rather a basement or attic ———————————————————————————

Uncomfortable, scared, cold. That’s what you would explain what you are feeling right now. Locked up somewhere with restraints, no way you could scream or see in the darkness that takes over everything. You don’t know how you ended up here but what you do know is that habit exists, mankind’s bad habit. Maybe if you weren’t working alongside the EverymanHybrid crew you wouldn’t be here? You thought, but no. Either way you would’ve been manipulated by him in some way.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

“Such a shame.. how pitiful! It’s amusing how you think you can escape this situation!” Evan laughed, or was it habit? Its hard to tell which is which anymore..

“Don’t tell me you are dying on me! Can’t even last a week, pathetic..” Habit thought to himself, clearly just trying to make you annoyed. One hand tucked in his pocket while the other held a machete. You couldn’t scream. You couldn’t.