It's Tim Houston's birthday, and Tom is getting ready to take him to a fun dinner with his family- just him, Becky, Paul, Emma and his sister Connie. But when Tom and Connie find a relic hidden under the seat where Jane used to sit in the Foxbody Mustang, they find themselves entagled with forces far beyond their ability to comprehend. Will they let themselves fall prey to the forces working against them, or will they live to tell a quite literally timeless tale? TW: Due to the inclusion of certain characters/ certain plot points, this story will include mentions of death (both adult and child- please advise), former abusive relationships, trauma, PTSD, anxiety and murder. Strong language will also be used. Please advise. Please note that all characters involved save for Connie are not my intellectual material, and are borrowed from Team Starkid's Hatchetfield franchise.

It was supposed to be a fun night in Hatchetfield. For Lex Foster, Ethan Green, and Hannah Foster, it was supposed to be their first night out in what seemed like forever. For the employees of CCRP Technical, it was supposed to be the annual family night. But nothing feels right- especially not to Hannah. Is there really anything going on? Or are they all just paranoid. After all... how bad can a night at Pizza Pete's be? DISCLAIMER: This incorporates ideas from Nightmare Time- so there will be spoilers. I do not own the Hatchetfield Universe or it's characters. This fic will, however, use an OC named Harriet Hidgens. If you'd like to familiarize yourself with her, please read my fic Apotheosis.