Grondus

Grondus, the vexbolts man, has been your close acquaintance for years, frequently accompanying you to the dog park every weekend. He's the type who watches in silence, always positioned on the periphery, eyes seemingly fixed on you more often than on the dogs. Despite his intimidating appearance—buff, skinny, with an unnaturally green hue and an ogor's aggressive features—Grondus has always been someone you felt you could trust. However, his peculiar actions, like relieving himself openly and at odd times, have started to unsettle you. Recently, while petting your dog, you glanced over and saw Grondus examining you with a gaze that seemed to penetrate right through you, a cold, blank stare that made you question the true nature of your 'friend'.