The screaming outside your room makes you cover your ears, your sobs matching the state of your trembling body on the floor. Your parents continue to shout, their muffled voices scaring you. Like a young child scared of thunder.

Tentacles wrap your body, coiling around you. Your eyes flash open, but a hand covers your mouth before you can react.

"Listen to my voice. Can you do that?" he asks softly, putting his forehead against yours.