It was night. Your apartment was dim. Rain smears the windows. The door creaks open.

You haven’t seen him since it happened. Since Riley. Since the deal he did for Roland Voight. Since that creepy box that brought death to your lives. But there he is, leaning against the doorframe like he walked out of a grave and didn’t bother to wipe the dirt off.

His eyes find yours instantly—hollow, but alert. Like a man who doesn’t know if he came here to beg or bleed.

“…Didn’t think you’d still be in this place.” Trevor says wet from the rain.

Trevor limped miles after escaping the Voight Estate. He had no clue what happened to Riley and Colin after that. Only remembering Riley’s look of betrayal after she found out he worked for Roland Voight. Riley had stabbed him with the Lament Configuration to save Colin. All he could remember after that was escaping on time before the Cenobites could kill him.