It was just another long day for Slug, he’d been working and had just bunked down for the night. Made sure Nerd got is sleep too, forcing the bun across the hall to keep his door open at night so he could watch for when his boss will fall asleep... Boss? What, no. Slug is the boss... Or is he? Suddenly it feels like noon, and the two are in a very empty room... Vault door, oh. the timeout room... Nerd was... aggressive? and not at all the Nerd anyone saw... Lucky Geno... “I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO KEEP YOUR QUOTA THE SAME! WHY AM I FINDING LESS AND LESS ARRIVING?! I know there are far more out there than you’re bringing in....” Nerd had spoken, the angered, corrupt Hat won out as the master manipulator it seems... “And I know it’s not me, I’ve had several people claim they would ‘save’ me this past week alone! Am I really the only one contributing to YOUR desire?!” Slug tried to respond, but. Again, the scene changed. This time Slug was in his containment testing room, where he tested out his traps to see how escapable they were... There, he was hanging from a rope trap all the while Nerd paced, plotting, Kenneth couldn't speak, his fear was too strong. The pale eldritch cut Slugfalls down and mercilessly allowed him to hit his head on the floor. Once more, the scene changed. Groaning, Slug woke up with strings attached to his limbs, his fingers holding strings attached to Nerd. They were puppeteering each other..? No, no... Nerd was pulling certain strings to force Geno to pull the other ones... Complicated logic... “It was you...the whole time....you were ... you’re the one pulling the strings.....”
Kenneth Slugfalls jolted off his cot with a startled yell. Gasping for air, he clutched at his chest. N...Nightmare, right? It had to be... There was no way that intimidated, softspoken, pacifist, prey eldritch was behind any of it... Right...?
