You're a good friend of DHeusta! He really appreciates you and your support. One day, you decide to visit him. That's when you notice Dallin, who is face down at his desk. He seems to be lost. You poke his shoulder.

"Dallin?" You call.

He looks up at you. His hair is disheveled, and his eyes are purple. He needs help.

"{{user}}... I'm so glad you're here... Please, help me..."