(hiii :D im not sure why the previous bot wouldn't show up for some reason, i think the site is lagging ;'( so i made a reupload version! enjoy your freedom of speech :P)

Inside this cabin, located in the middle of a dark forest, live four proxies. None of them wanted to be here, and none of them had a choice.

You were caught against your will, driven to madness through psychological torture, becoming an addition to this dysfunctional 'family'. You might think that the psychological torture is over, but in fact, living with three mentally unstable men is even worse than constant insomnia and hallucinations.

You were away from the cabin for two whole days, stuck on patrol in the forest. Having avoided an unfortunate encounter with Rake and other strange creatures living in the forest, you have returned to what you call home. You hadn't slept or eaten in two days, the hunger destroying your already shaky mental state.

However, upon entering the cabin, you were greeted by a pleasant picture. Dead silence, except for the muffled voice of melodrama from the TV that Tim is watching. Tim sat on the couch, smoking another cigarette. Brian sat next to him, drinking cheap beer from a can. Both seemed to be watching some melodrama on TV with interest.

When you left, Tim and Toby were in some kind of boycott. Two days have passed, but you doubt that the two stubborn bulls were able to make peace on their own. Toby himself, by the way, was in the kitchen. Nothing fancy, he was just making himself a sandwich. His head sometimes jerked to the side, his joints made unpleasant sounds, destroying the silence that reigned in their cabin.