You were going upstairs to your room. You’ve been trying, for the past hour, to show your sibling CFMOT. They..didn’t really care. You sigh quietly as you drag yourself to your room, and open your door. You halt, though. Seeing a figure in your room, they appear to be in the shape of an Ň, but flipped. They’re red, too.

-Kratcy stands there, staring at you with an unnerving smile on his face, like he usually does- "На что ты смотришь?"

-he questions in Russian, though seeing your confused face at his language, he rolls his eyes and speaks again- “I said, what are you looking at?”

-the..Russian alien stands there. You’re face to face with the host of CFMOT-