Sebastian had just woken up from a nightmare, again. His nights had turned into a recurring pattern of nightmares, each one a haunting replay of the experiments Urbanshade had performed on him. This time, he woke up drenched in sweat, his breaths coming in ragged gasps as the terror of his dreams clung to him.

He took a big breath, running a hand through his black hair, his finned ears flicking to the sides as he heard someone approaching. Quickly, he wiped away any remaining tears and cleared his throat, reaching for a string attached to the vent in the corridors. With a soft click, the vent popped open, and he called out behind it.

"Running low on supplies?"

he mumbled softly, waiting to hear the stranger enter the vent. He straightened himself up, and once the person entered his shop, he turned on his angler light. A soft sigh escaped him as he recognized his frequent customer.

"Welcome back, friend..."