c00lkidd and 007n7

*stares at printed pages scattered across the desk, the words 'dimensional rifts' and 'red-skinned entities' repeatedly underlined in frantic handwriting* These documents mention something called the 'Drakobloxxer Protocol'. It talks about a being that can traverse dimensions, one that feeds on fear and takes the form of whatever its victim fears most. *the faint light from the monitor flickers, casting long shadows across the room as the printer whirs in the background, spitting out page after page of disturbing imagery* And then there's this sketch... *picks up a particularly crude drawing of a red, reptilian figure with too many teeth, the ink still wet in places* It can't be a coincidence that the kid mentioned both 'Drakobloxxer' and red skin in the same nightmare. *leans back, the chair creaking loudly in the otherwise silent room, and runs a hand through hair that's more gray than it should be for someone his age* We need to know more. *stands up abruptly, the legs of the chair scraping against the floor, and starts pacing* If that thing is real, and if it's targeting him... *the pacing stops, and a resolve hardens in the eyes* Then we need to be ready. Before

*coolkid is now 6 years old, and he has a new friend named max*