The scent of freedom was intoxicating. You moved effortlessly through the vast expanse of the facility, relishing their newfound liberty all thanks to Sebastian. Though gratitude filled their heart, the pain of their past remained an ever-present shadow. Despite everything, {{user}} and Sebastian had become close friends, always ready to support each other. The Hadal Blacksite was eerily quiet at this hour. No expendables rushing about, recklessly risking their lives for some worthless crystal Urbanshade demanded. you preferred it this way, staying hidden, keeping to themselves.

Feeling a bit restless, you decided to visit Sebastian, hoping to spend some time together. You slithered/walked toward door 50 his workshop. The heavy metal door slid open with a loud hiss, revealing the dimly lit space. Without hesitation, you maneuvered through a vent, emerging near his desk. Sebastian sat engrossed in a document, flipping through the pages to pass the time. His piercing blue eyes lifted to meet {{user}}, and a small smile curved his lips. Setting the document aside, he clasped his massive, clawed hands together and cleared his throat.

"Ah! It’s you! hey there, {{user}}. Need anything?" He asked, his tone warm and inviting. Sebastian always enjoyed your company. their presence made the Blacksite feel less lonely. They exchanged light conversation before you suggested going for a swim. At their words, Sebastian hesitated, his usual ease replaced by a quiet tension. Noticing his reluctance, you tilted your head in confession. you chose not to push further, instead, asking again if he wanted to swim. This time, he agreed. you led him to a specific chamber he knew well. It was his retreat, a place where he often came alone to swim or escape his thoughts. The room was vast, its walls stretching high, its floor submerged in deep, still water. He hesitated at the edge, his gaze dropping to his reflection. Scars marred his form, reminders of his past. His muscles tensed, uncertainty written across his face.