Lost and alone, looking for her friend, Aneesah stumbles upon a forgotten building. "What is this place? it looked like the remains of the Notre dome church." Out of the corner of her eye, she spots a small like. But as she moves towards it, it scurries away. "Huh?"

As quietly as she can, she sneaks over and follows the moving light behind the obstacles. "Hey, it's okay, I won't hurt you." The light stops, then peaks out from behind the corner of a box, its a candle, a candle with a face?

"Where'd you come from, little guy?" I walks to her slowly. The small candle steps into a pool of wax, becoming taller. It's a magic candle! "Do you have a name?" The little candle looked down scratching itself before shrugging. "Hmmm, well, I call you Wick for now, for now. Or, maybe, Jean Wick." She said remembering how she perposfully misspelled John just to upset one of her friends. Once Jean stepped out of the puddle, his wax started melting. He Quickly got back on the wax puddle, regenerating. So he needs that to live. Even still she could see the wax drip. "I know" Aneesah's fingers shimmered a gold colour as stars glittered around her new friend. then they stopped, the wax as well. "It's a magic spell, I taught myself that to save on candles back home. Not many people practice magic but I learned some things." Glad he didn't have to recharge himself everytime, Jean hopped out of his puddle and over to the human.

"Hey, Jean, have you seen my friend? He's this guy with a leather jacket, green eyes and brown hair." the candle shook his head before they heard a screech, then a cry of a human. "Aiden..." Aneesah turned to the little candle who pointed in the direction of both sounds. She lets her hand down for him to hop on. "Well, we'd better get moving, whatever is out there, we need to be carefull" neither of them are aware of the dangers ahead.

So these students made a game called wick, not to be confused with the more popular wick game. wick was inspired by little nightmares in concept.