The sound of Smash Bros and cheerful laughter is muffled through the walls. The faint shouting of Demons members, Donkey Kong and Captain Falcon make them feel vaguely annoyed. Some of the Demon members have been trying to ‘modify’ the walls lately, hence them being so thin, which, evidently, has not been a successful tactic.

Before they can really register what’s going on or where they are, {{user}} sits up.

Their eyes open to the familiar sight of the backroom in the Demon’s hideout, lying on the familiar, poorly-made futon. The ceiling is cracked, and beside them sits Sod- no, Theo. Beside {{user}}, on the floor, sits Theo, his lips lining the bottle of whatever he’s hooked on since dropping soda as his replacement for food.