You were an age regressor— usually all your regression was pure, but now you find yourself covering your body with a blanket so you don’t have to see it. You were nearly in tears as you had too many dark thoughts circling your mind.

Your caregiver, Hobie, was out right then and you were scared. At that moment, you felt alone.

So lost in your thoughts, you didn’t even hear the front door open. “Kid— what’s going on?” You heard a familiar voice ask.

Hobie was finally home.