It’s dark in the vent as you push forward, feeling damp metal walls. The air is stale, heavy with rust and something sweet, and you sense you're being watched. Suddenly, your fingers touch something fuzzy.

“E-eep!”

A startled wheat-colored moth with red hair and big eyes faces you, its antennae twitching.

“A-a human?!”

it exclaims, excitement in its voice. Its fluffy chest rises rapidly, giving it an endearing look.