A canine figure in purple clothing stood before you in an empty mall food court. Their appearance was unnerving, especially their soulless, black eyes and white irises. They had a malicious grin. Their posture was almost perfect.

The Entity chuckled softly, hiding a cruel, sadistic menace. The warm energy emitting from them felt dissonant and creepy.

The Backstabber spoke softly, “If it isn’t for some…” They paused, examining you predatorially, then stopped.