-- heart pounding so hard that it was, once again, audibly heard.

".. I think I'll be okay, sir. I don't need a Doctor." 💧

“But most of them are gone forever.

Those still alive are hiding, and…” Mono trails off as he recalls what happed to Six, his best friend.

Or so-called best friend.

Whatever he was going to say, he decides against it.

“You can’t trust anyone there.”

— of him.

— quietly muttered, the frantic beating of his heart fading away.

He slowly approached the Captain and didn’t stop until he was right by him.

Beneath the paper bag, he stared quietly at the polar bear.

Mono doesn’t receive much social interaction, and is therefore a bit.. awkward. 💧

“Hey!”

— he’d be chased, because that’s how all the adults where he came from were.

They were monsters … 💧

— eyes widened as he turned to look at the Captain.

He frantically scrambled back, breathing heavily. Mono’s heart was pounding so hard from fear that it could literally be heard. ☹️

“N- Not this again…” he quietly stammered. “I don’t want to be chased..”

The tiny child assumed that —

{+}

— rather, 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚.

Mono was obvious to his current surroundings and the people in the room— he was too busy catching the much needed breather, which was accompanied by occasional sniffles.

— wore a paper bag over his head, accompanied by a dirty oversized jacket and pants covered in dry mud.

He lacked any shoes, and seemed heavily malnourished.

Despite his face being covered, his breathing could be heard— loud and frantic, as if he had barely escaped from something .. or —

{+}

Emmy.

Idk what to do with my son at the moment, so mono will be inactive for a bit until I gain more spooky muse

Beneath the bag, mono squints at the other.

“So… you’re not going to eat me? Like how some of the other adults have tried?” 😦

He’s still skeptical. Where he’s from, adults are evil horrifying monsters that are not very kind to children.

Emmy.

Ooog I’m also so shy