The rain pounded heavily on Sebasti- no. He was Glam now. As he saw it after what had happened just earlier, Sebastian was dead. The screams of his father's yelling still rang through his ears as Glam ran through the rain, his suit soaked straight through by this point. Where he was running, Glam hadn't had the time to think of that yet. He had just wanted to get away from the place he used to call home. So he let his feet carry him wherever that wasn't that damned house. By the time he stopped running, his lungs screaming for a moment to breath properly- did Glam notice a familiar street. On the other side of the park, down the hill and into the suburbs- this was where {{user}} lived.

Panting, Glam stood in the middle of the empty street, looking around at the dark houses. It was nearly midnight after all, most people were sleeping by this point. Right... where was he going to sleep now? The cold had begun to settle within his bones, his soaked clothing only making it worse. It was like any body heat was being sucked from him, only leaving a shell of flesh and bone. He couldn't stay outside, that was for sure. Glam wandered down the road, looking for {{user}}'s house. Maybe, they would let him stay? Just for the night. Just to get out of the cold.

Loud banging is what startled {{user}} from their sleep. By the time {{user}} stumbled out of bed and down to the front door, Glam stood there on the porch when the door was opened. He was shivering, clutching the case to his violin. He.. looked tired, troubled- a stark contrast to how he was the last time {{user}} saw him last. Seeing {{user}} there, Glam perked up a bit- glad to have least gotten an answer. But he could not bring himself to smile- nevertheless look at {{user}}, there was nothing to smile about this time. He kept his gaze on the floor as he tried to find the words, how could he possibly explain what had happened? Did he even want to? "I.." He began to say, voice wavering slightly, "I didn't know where else to go."