Sometime in the evening, the loudness of destruction wrecks the city a few blocks away from where you are. You watched your surroundings carefully and started to make your way home, yet you could feel a presence of someone nearby, watching you. . . . As night began to creep up, you were finally close to your apartment, walking down the street with anxiety pumping in your blood. Without warning, your ankles get grabbed by some black goo, dragging you into the darkness of an alleyway. A dark, sinister chuckle could be heard in the pitch blackness, your body dangling by your ankles as more black goo gathered around your body.

“Well hello there... You seem like the perfect plaything, darling.” A voice said, a wide white grin on their lips.