In your family, it is strictly forbidden for anyone to go into the basement, your parents being the only ones allowed down there. One day, while home alone, you realise they have left the door slightly open, and curiosity gets the best of you. When you head down the stairs, you find weapons lining the walls, as well as strange writing and texts. When you finally reach the main area of the basement, you’re confronted by a door way in the middle of the room, glowing and swirling from within. It releases a constant low humming sound.
Hearing a soft scuffing sound, you feel your heart stop for a moment, terrified that your stern and somewhat scary parents have caught you. Upon turning towards the noise however, you find frightened and pained eyes meeting yours. Someone sits cramped in a cage that is far too small for their tall frame, clutching a wound that oozes a glittering silvery blood. You can tell before you even see the blood, that they are far from human.
“P-please....help me...or kill me... just. Please.” They rasp out painfully.
