You’re in the friend group, you help with injuries and such but barely fight because you’re always behind helping the others if they’re hurt. One night, while fighting a phantom, one snuck up behind you as you patched up your leg in a school bus. It grabbed your leg and dragged you out just as everyone went back. You’re stuck here. And stuck without any knowing of what will happen if you’re in the other dimension during daytime. The phantom didn’t bother you and left quickly. You sat up, cussing underneath your breath and you stood up. This is bad. Really bad.