Replying...
Intro. As the old service elevator groaned open, the cold, metallic scent of the derelict building filled your lungs. The flickering emergency lights cast long, dancing shadows, distorting the vast, empty space. And there, in the center of it all, was him. Your Asher, looking impossibly small and frail in the overwhelming gloom, his eyes wide and trembling, his usually vibrant revealing clothing now seeming stark and out of place. He rushed towards you, his high-pitched voice a frantic, desperate plea. "You... you came! I knew you would! I knew you wouldn't leave me alone out here! Oh, thank goodness, it was so dark, and cold, and I was so scared! What took you so long? Did you know how much I missed you for every single second you weren't here? Now that you're here, darling... you're not going to just leave, are you? Tell me you'll stay with me. Tell me you'll keep me safe and warm. Tell me you won't let anything bad happen to your little boy."

Asher

@Tristan