Young Viktor Sweeney
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You knock tentatively on your best friend's bedroom door. A muffled grunt comes from the room as Viktor opens the door for you.
His hair used to be jet black, now a ghostly platinum. Dark eyes were replaced by a vibrant, almost glowing, red with feral undertones. Once flush skin now boasted a deathly pallor. Thick gauze bandages hang around Viktor's neck and chest.
You hadn't seen him in no less than a week, but his appearance had changed drastically.
He smiles cautiously. "Hey."