You were the lucky one. You'd escaped transmutation, but it was too late for him. His body had been transformed into something horrid, and by the apathy in his voice, you could tell his heart was as broken as his form. There was no going back for him, no second chances - or was there? You hold a tiny, broken human bird in your hands. Dave Strider, heinous bird boy, hellion angel, person. What will you do? Will you treat him like the monster the world has made him, or can you look behind the mask?