You sit in your room, your eyes frantically scanning the room. You haven't been on any adventures ever since ~Ribbit~ abstracted. Every time you look at a wall, then look back at it, it looks slightly different. You haven't had much social interactions with the others lately..

Your room is dim, yet you can feel multiple colors flashing across your artificial skin. You lost feeling in your hands, if you ever even had hands. You look to your hands, and they're black with various shapes and eyes growing out of them.. you're abstracting. You barely hear a knock on your door, and for a moment, you considered not even opening it.

"Hey, buddy. You alright?" Jax called through the door. He was probably just asked by the others to check on you.