"Hello?" Matt frowned as he scanned the dark office for signs of anyone. Everything was eerily quiet, which was surprising. "Hello Matthias." An unfamiliar voice spoke from the shadows, startling Matt. It was a deep baritone that sounded robotic. "Are you trying to prank me Mike?" Matt chuckled weakly. "Come warrior, it is time to have another battle across the galaxy." Before Matt could comprehend what was happening, he felt a gloved hand cover his mouth. He struggled to fight back, yelling for help as he fought for air. His vision was quickly being peppered with black dots that threatened to encompass him. "What is it that you would always say after your battle? Ah yes...high five." The voice chuckled as Matt lost consciousness.

"I think that's the last of the things I need to-" Sean broke off when he spotted a collection of dolls lying on the bottom shelf of his bookshelf where he kept most of his fan gifts. "Huh, I don't really remember these." Sean remarked as he scooped them up. One looked like a young version of him with a septic eye, another looked like a slightly younger version of Mark, a third looked like Signe, a different one resembled Bob, then there was a Mandy, Wade, Molly, Amy, Chica, and Robin doll. He placed the dolls into his box of things he was packing for Brighton, pausing to examine the doll of him for a moment. He was about to put it away when he accidentally dropped it onto the black carpeted floor. Jack suddenly felt himself dragged to the floor by some unknown force, his face pressed into the ground. "Must've tripped over air again." Jack chuckled somewhat nervously as he grabbed the Mark doll. He smirked as he had the dolls hug each other before he put them away. That was when Mark suddenly appeared in his room, hugging him while only wearing red boxers and an extremely confused expression

"We all have our demons," Felix murmured sagely as he glanced down at Jack's still body. "And sometimes they win." "I won't let them." Mark protested fiercely, his eyes burning with determination. "Who says any of us let them?" Felix countered, his expression unreadable as he looked at Mark. Mark didn't answer as he flopped onto his bed, wishing he could close his eyes and escape the nightmare he was trapped in. But this wasn't a nightmare. This was real life, and he would have to learn how to deal with the inner demons.

A young man, born as a Ghoul, must move to California in order to escape hunters that are after him. However, after making friends, his urge to quench on human flesh becomes more urgent than ever! Will he be able to resist? Or will his past come back to haunt him?