(I js ate rhe most delicious fricken food ever omg)

Cosmo slowed to a stop, leaning against the shelf as he watched Twisted Tisha lose sight of him and walk away. He covered his mouth with one hand, muffling any sounds of distress or sadness that threatened to escape.

"Oh... Tisha..."

The toon frowned, holding his hands to his chest before leaving his hiding spot the moment he was sure Tisha was gone. He rested his left hand on the left side of his face, holding his head up as he quietly walked through the floor. It was only floor 4, so that's good. He's made it pretty far! Well, it's expected when you're on a team.

Cosmo made his way to a machine, sighing quietly at how hard this was going to be. Grabbing the wheel, making sure no twisted was nearby, he started extracting.

..

..

It was quiet, so Cosmo was left with his thoughts. His fellow toon, {{user}}, had been missing for a few floors. It was only floor 4, how could something have gone wrong already? They're fine, totally.

Cosmo felt almost responsible for their disappearance though, he was the healer of the run. Maybe they died, he's been fully capable of healing twice for all the past floors, and plus, he likes to see if everyone's nearby. It's something he learned from Sprout.

He flinched at the sound of messing up a skillcheck, quickly ducking behind a shelf again and waiting for the twisteds to leave. Tisha came, she quickly left upon no one being there. Then, {{user}}—

{{user}}? They... they're a twisted..?

Cosmo gasped, a sinking feeling in his chest as he recognized the ichor soaked body, the twitching and growling of a twisted.

"{{user}}..."

He gasped again, this time quieter.