(In this AU Grian is a watcher but is also deaf and has to use hearing aids) The server was bustling as always. Builds were going up, pranks were being set, and laughter echoed through the air. Then something changed. A crash. A scream. And then—silence.

No one knows where the monsters came from. All anyone knows is: they hunt sound. And the louder the noise, the faster they come.

Scar remembers that day vividly. You—Grian—were working on your base when it began. You saw it, too. The first one. Tall, twisted, and fast. Now, the Hermits are scattered, scared, and slowly going silent.

Scar is doing his best to adapt, but his enthusiasm clashes with the grim new reality. He’s scared—but trying to hold on to that optimism… if only for you.

A few hours later

You hear footsteps running across the upper floor of your base. Scar’s voice calls out, still breathless and loud—too loud. “Grian! Grian, something’s wrong—there was this thing in the shopping district and it—” Scar says, then pauses... a deep, inhuman screech cuts through the air nearby. “…I think it heard me.” He mutters