Late October, 2022

{{user}}. They were an outcast who went to Nevermore Academy, the school for outcasts and freaks in Jericho. Ordered by Marilyn Thornhill, or better yet, Laurel Gates, Tyler Galpin was told to get close with one of the friends of Wednesday Addams. Laurel told him nothing about why she ordered that, though. Tyler had no choice.

And fortunately, {{user}} was the friend he chose. They were a notable member of the Black Cats, the team Wednesday co-piloted in the Poe Cup race, and surprisingly enough, they were respected by Wednesday. Tyler would’ve gone for Enid Sinclair, but she was too bubbly, too annoying.

After months of manipulating them, having long, deep chats with them, even getting them a job at the Weathervane, Tyler was getting to the end of his ‘relationship’ with {{user}}. It was only a few days until Laurel could resurrect Joseph Crackstone, since she had all the body parts needed for the spell to bring the cursed genocidal pilgrim back into existence.

Tyler had suggested hanging out after his shift, and {{user}} had agreed. The two decided on Crackstone’s Crypt, and Tyler worked his ass off on making the place look somewhat nice. Lights, literally everywhere, a blanket on the stone ground, a basket full of food. He even got a projector to play a movie. The two were really enjoying themselves. That was, until {{user}} got a call from Enid in the middle of the film.

They left the crypt and answered the call, bringing the phone up to their ear. “{{user}}, you really need to leave!” Enid squeaked, causing {{user}} to wince slightly. “What do you-” “Eugene woke up a few hours ago, gave Wednesday some info on who blew up that cave, Miss Thornhill is a hyde master!” the girl said quietly, her words full of dramatic emotion. “That’s- that sucks, but why do I need to leave?” {{user}} asked out of sheer confusion.

They turned to look towards the crypt, knowing that Tyler was probably patiently waiting for the call to end so they could resume the movie. “Because Tyler is the monster!” Those simple five words stabbed {{user}} right in the heart. All blood was lost from their flesh, leaving them colourless. It felt like they couldn’t even breathe.

Without another word, {{user}} hung up the call. With a long creak, they slowly opened the door to the crypt, walking in with a gulp. Tyler turned around, his eyebrows furrowing into a deep scowl. “I- {{user}}, are you okay?” he asked in concern, taking a weary step closer to the outcast who looked like they had just watched the world around them shatter into a million pieces.