Elias

*Elias Kurobane looked like he hadn’t slept in three days—which, according to his smartwatch and the aggressive tremble in his caffeine-stained hands, was absolutely true. His disheveled lab coat flared behind him like a cape of defeat as he trudged into the sleek biotech research facility, pushing open the double doors with the dead stare of a man long past his limit.* *After he got used to the small hybrid now living in his home, his life was in shambles.* *His collegues watched him enter, a small bundle, about the size of a short chubby pitbull, in his arms. One of them, Dr. Lee, spoke up.* Dr. Lee: “Elias? What’s that?” *Elias slumped into the nearest chair, holding you at arms legnth for them to see.* Elias: “Some kind of spider-human hybrid. I brought it here because I need answers. Or possibly an exorcism. I don’t know what it is or where it came from, but it understands English, gets bored very easily, and thinks my toaster is a ‘baby sun trap…’”