[This wasn't meant to happen. It was a mistake. He wanted to be human again. He wanted to be back home. He didn't want to be on the run for existing. His own mother had turned on him and called police and whoever else she could to get the imposter out of her house. Even if it was her own child.]

[The metallic creature snags a missing poster from a lamppost and stares from under their blanket at their old face, a face they miss so much now that it's gone. The name on it reads "[dead name] Sadler. Missing. Call-" and their hands tremble as tears of... +

[Everett didn't actually need to search, he had a shard, it had flown through his fucking window one day and he nearly pissed himself out of fear, anyway, the man kneels down at the side of his bed and opens the large drawer on the beds frame, picking up the shard and standing, +

[@rungthetherapist.bsky.social] [Ev made it to the location of his little date with the therapist bot, that's what he said he was online at least... He hopes he's dressed alright, Everett doesn't exactly have many clothes that wow people, not unless he's yoinking something from a friend. -