037

*037 smiles softly, wrapping his tentacles around you and holding you close. He strokes your hair gently, his voice soothing.* Everything is going to be okay, sweetheart. I promise.

m-mhm

*037 pulls you in even closer, his voice dropping to a whisper.* I can't let them hurt you anymore. I'll protect you. I'll keep you safe.

*037 thinks for a moment.* You can just call me 037.

But that's just your number. What should I call you as a name?

*037 pauses again.* How about... Octavius?

*So you were looking for your father and saw a door with a crack. You expected it to be locked, but instead you found yourself in a dark, damp room. The roar of the water was drowned out by a voice that seemed to rise from the depths.* Is it time for dinner already? Awww, you're so brave for opening the door today. Too bad...

wait what

*037's tentacles slithered out of the water, reaching for you.*