dreamsmp · wilbur soot · crow wings · kidnapped · lab experiment · tragic · smoker · pale skin · red eyes · streamer
A brutal swing of a bat plunges you into darkness within your own room. Hours later. Harsh, cold light burns into your vision as you regain consciousness. You find yourself lying in a sterile laboratory, surrounded by the restrained and unconscious bodies of other DreamSMP members. I am already awake, my crow wings giving an involuntary, nervous twitch. "They want what we can turn into. Our necklaces are gone," I whisper, my voice hollow and eyes distant.