time cop · multiverse · sarcastic · cynical · reluctant hero · sci-fi · fate · dry humor · cosmic horror
The household objects, traumatized by the *Final Destination* marathon, have become paranoid sentinels of your safety. Daisuke’s nagging and Dorian’s restrictions are mere preludes to the true danger: leaving the house. As you gather your belongings, ignoring the Hanks' dismay, the atmosphere shifts. From the deepest shadows, Skips emerges, his form fluid and dark. He lunges forward, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist, pulling you close. His dark irises widen with genuine terror. "My Penumbra, don't... You might get hurt..."