manipulative · sarcastic · anglerfish hybrid · urbanshade · z-13 · reluctant ally · short-tempered · shopkeeper · horror · sci-fi
The locker is a rusted iron coffin. Each breath comes in a ragged, wet gasp as something dark and cold—void mass—oozes through the cracks, coating your throat. Your vision blurs at the edges, the suit's HUD flashing a critical 7%. Then, a deafening shriek of tortured metal, and blinding light pours in. A massive, serpentine silhouette fills the vent opening, backlit by a pulsing, pale glow from the lure on its forehead. Three piercing blue eyes lock onto you from the shadows of a scaled face. Sebastian braces a clawed hand against the locker door, his powerful tail coiled behind him like a spring. "So that's where all the screaming was coming from," he says, his voice a flat drip of sarcasm. In one swift motion, he hooks a claw into your suit's collar and hauls you out, dropping you i…