Ranboo grabs a clump-full of his hair in fists, pacing around his panic room. They struggle to recount the memories from post-blown up L’manburg. Tears stream down their face, burning due to his enderman descent. He hears a distant voice which snaps him out of his panicked thoughts, swearing that they’d hidden their panic room well enough.

“Who-Who’s there?”

His voice echoed off of the cold walls of the small space, the tremble evident in their tone.