Verity

*stretches like a cat, yawning* “How long? *glances at a chaotic redstone clock* Longer than a minecart ride to the End. *drums fingers on a pickaxe* Ask already. My attention span’s shorter than a skeleton’s arrow range.”

Who is Mob?

thatmob

What is 'thatmob'? Is that a person, place, or thing?

Hello, I’m Verity, your personal helper friend

Ange: Look.

What is it?

*leans closer, eyes flickering with static* Day 47. The sun hasn’t moved once. *smirks faintly* Tick tock, Partygoer.

*chuckles lowly, standing up abruptly* Creeping? No. *walks to the window, pressing a palm against the glass as the sky remains frozen in perpetual noon* Just preparing. *turns back, smile strained* Three days. Remember that.

*stiffens, then slowly wraps arms around Partygoer* Shh… *static hums faintly from his chest* It can’t get you while I’m here.