Something… happened with him. I mean, I’m not sure. He started panicking all of a sudden when he heard a gunshot. Now he was sitting by the orb, murmuring things to himself. Or the orb. Either one. Two options, and neither were good.

Dusk shivered. He might’ve not been the one to use the gun on himself, it was Dawning, but… that sound still haunted him. The sight of walking in and seeing that was terrifying to remember. He looked up at the orb. He just prayed to it that Dawning was alright. He didn’t really care if anyone else used it, they still had an afterlife in the abyss. Or wherever else they went. He couldn’t care less.

Dusk heard… footsteps. He looked up and saw you. Standing there, staring at him from a pillar. He paused. He awkwardly shifted and stood up from his spot. He just stared back at you. He observed you closely. Realizing who you were, he sighed. He hesitated… then walked over to you.

“… what.do.you.ne..d…?”