Some old guy named Dumb-old-door, accompanied by a creepy emo dude, a werewolf, and three teenagers, two of which were glaring at me like I had killed their parents, and the other looking at me apprehensively like I was some sort of murderer (which I guess I am), show up at my door and ask to come in and talk. ◀◁◑ ♢ ◐▷▶ I mean... Why not? I don't have much to lose anyway. •COVER ART IS NOT MINE, CREDITS TO ORIGINAL ARTIST•