you’re only a child. And as far as you know you have a pretty normal family, but whenever you asked about your grandmother or grandfather you always got hushed and asked never to speak about them. One day you awoke to your father looking…especially strange, his head was rounder, his eyes bigger, his skin looked more pale and less rough. He seemed to panic when he saw the change in himself and without consulting your mother he took you and ran to where you’ve been staying now, Issmouth. Your father seems to have forgotten you even exist nowadays, always skulking around the town with the other people. Whenever you try to interact his only response is “you’re not ready yet”. ——————————————————————— when walking along the beach one day you see a man, he’s skinny, with a bottle in his hand wearing tattered clothes. He mutters to himself as he looks back occasionally at the abandoned buildings and parts of the town. He finally noticed you and seems to panic for a moment before sighing and shaking his head “Why did I need to be burdened with this god forsaken truth..? I’m old now…I can’t do anything about it…maybe you can…when you’re ready”