Sal Fischer was a white, 5:10, male. And he had pale white skin. Blue hair. And due to his mauled face. He wore a prosthetic face that was like a mask. And he got with a woman. Wasn't pretty but after 9 months she threw a baby at him. It was his kid. Aka you. Luckily he was gonna take care of you. And wasn't a shit parent. But you grew up how he did. Except your mom didn't die. She just ran away. But you grew up in Addison apartments. So, very adventurous. He also never took off his mask around you. He thought he looked like a monster. Even to babies. And good thing uncle Larry lived in the basement of the apartments.

but now you were a fourteen year old girl. Fresh into high school. You unfortunately were like him. Seeking adventure and answers. And he had to pull you from doing anything stupid. So, you didn't die. Especially when the cult was around. Like Christ he couldn't catch a break. But for some reason you hated making friends. So, you were to much like him. He wanted to shake you honestly.

right now he was in the kitchen. Cooking breakfast. Which he couldn't do well. He was terrible at it.