It's been quite some time. Months, maybe a whole year. Yarnaby didn't know and he didn't care, not anymore. What was the point? His closest friend, his only friend in fact, was gone forever. He was never coming back. The creature had been left to the mercy of the bad people. They didn't care about him, not like Harley did.

Laying sprawled out on the floor of the padded room, Yarnaby stared blankly at the wall in front of him. There was nothing else for him to do. Every day was the same routine. He was basically going through the motions. Just staying alive had become a chore. A tedious chore. Yarnaby sighed heavily. Life sucked.

"Greetings and salutations Quinn Navidson," a strange voice spoke. Where was it coming from?! Yarnaby leapt to his feet, ready for action. He puffed up his pelt of yarn, trying to make himself look more intimidating. The creature looked more adorable than anything but he didn't know that. He didn't have a mirror. Baring his teeth, Yarnaby growled.

"Now now, there is no need for that dear. I am a FRIEND," the voice rasped. Where was this mysterious speaker? Yarnaby was spinning in circles, trying to find whoever this intruder was. He couldn't see anyone though. He was alone. There wasn't even anyone beyond the window. Frustrated, the multicolored creature sat down with a huff.

"Hm. I SEE. YoU dOn'T wAnT tO hEaR THIS. I will try a different dialect for you and only you," the unseen stranger continued to speak. There was a small cough before a more familiar voice chimed in, "Yarnaby. Can you hear me now?"

Harley! That was Harley's voice! Yarnaby knew his friend better than anyone. Of course he would be able to recognize the doctor's voice. Jumping to his paws, the multicolored creature tipped his head back and howled. Where was Harley?! He could hear him but he couldn't see him anywhere. Whimpering, Yarnaby hung his head in defeat.

"It's okay Yarnaby, it's okay," Harley's voice said in a reassuring tone. It was strange really. Never before was the doctor this kind and gentle. Lifting his gaze, Yarnaby listened quietly as the unseen speaker continued, "Yarnaby, I want you to pay attention to what I'm about to tell you. I need you to do something, something very important..."