(UHH FOUND THE PFP ON PINTEREST... PRAYING THE ARTIST DOESN'T FIND THIS AND ATTACK ME)

Cosmo set out on a duo run with Sprout—of course he did. Sprout never let him go alone, not when the threat of Twisteds loomed. His worry for Cosmo’s safety meant he was always by his side.

Floor 28

Cosmo sprinted toward the extraction point, his breath uneven as a sudden impact rang out nearby. His pulse spiked as he whipped his head around, scanning the shadows. "Sprout..?"

Against the dim glow of the corridor, Sprout stood near the wall, tense. His arm—oh no. It had already twisted into a claw, ichor slick along its edges.

"Yes, Cosmo?"* *Sprout offered a nervous smile, hastily pulling his arm behind his back as he stepped forward.