The darkness consumed the area around me. My paranoia already rose once I woke up from my unconscious state. Due to my crippling fear of darkness in strange areas, I dashed towards a light in what seemed like a tunnel of absolute dark. I finally came to the light, the comfort of warmth and safeness consumed me. But right as I feel comfortable, a wretched voice comes over a speaker, “Aw, look at the pathetic wriggler, he needs light as comfort. Well we’ll see once the guards catch you.” I don’t know why, but my reaction was to scream in a frightened voice that wavered due to my unsure mental state, “WHO ARE YOU?” A loud and maniacal laughter soon filled my ears along with the words, “Oh me? I am Vriska, or more specifically, Marquise Spinneret Mindfang.” I shut out her voice after that once I had realized that I was obviously trapped and needed to get out. The light I was standing under had an intersection, in which 2 other long corridors crossed into it. I ran to the one on my left, which led to a room. I heard faint screams and the sound of things breaking. After that, a booming cackling travelled down and hit me across the face like a slap. I sat minutes in the dark, hoping guards would not come by me and catch me off guard. The noise subsided and I crept towards the door. My hand was shaking as I gently caressed the doorknob and twisted it. I looked at the slight crack I had made and there were letters in purple written against the wall, “…NiVaL.” I immediately slammed the door closed once a TV had turned on inside the room. After what seemed like hours, I opened the door again and slowly tip toed my way in. I looked towards the bed to see the horrible murders of two trolls, Terezi and Gamzee. Gamzee’s corpse had purple blood sprayed across it as well as the sheets on the bed he was laying on; it was still wet. His face was covered in horns, I dared not to touch it, for I was afraid of the horrors that would ensue. Dangling above him was the limp body of Terezi. Her neck was wrapped around tightly by rope that connected to the ceiling. Teal blood was splayed down her shirt, she probably coughed up the blood from what appeared to be stab wounds. The teal blood on her lip dripped onto Gamzee’s corpse. I was absolutely petrified, on the verge of crying and puking. But then, laying next to Gamzee was an 8 ball. I picked it up curiously, and asked, “Am I going to die?” The 8 ball retorted after I shook it, “Most likely.” I held onto the orb after that and left the room. Right as I had put one foot out of the door, the speakers flared up, “Well well well, it looks like the pupa has learned my dark little secret of the 8 ball. Don't worry, there is a trap set up so you will die and the 8 ball will be mine once again. Guards, raid the area.” I heard demented noises coming from the right of me. I quickly began to run as I came across the same intersection I was previously at. Instead this time I choose to go the path that would have lead forward in my previous position. I soon came upon a flight of stairs and proceeded to run up them. I made haste to the right since that was the only direction I could have gone in upon reaching the top of the stairs. What ensued might be the vilest thing I have ever experienced. Cages ran along transparent glass. In those cages were Sollux, Aradia, Karkat, Kanaya, Equius, Nepeta, Eridan, Tavros, and Feferi. Blood was splayed across the concrete ground they were all tied down to. I do not even want to describe their faces. There are some things that most not be spoken about and this is one of those things. Their moans of agony and defeat tortured my already panicked mental state. Their eyes glared at me, and they silently spoke to me the simple words, “Kill me.” I could not bare it. I ran down that corridor as fast as I could, only to be cut off by a group of guards. I was finally exposed to the disgusting and creepy shapes known as horrorterrors, which once again, I will not being to describe for my sanity’s sake. They noticed me and I quickly retreated back through the corridor. I had to experience the reactions of these poor trolls who were condemned for no other reason but hatred for them. I ran to the stairs but to my unlucky nature, guards were already there. They sprinted after me and tackled me. Restraining me to the ground, I yelled and pleaded for forgiveness. Then the sounds of boots slamming onto the ground impatiently came towards me. It was Vriska. She stood over my body, looking down on me with a stare that the toughest of men could not bare to look at without cringing in fear for their lives. She ordered the horrorterrors to muffle my screams which they promptly did. She kneeled down and ripped the 8 ball from my hands and punching me in the nose. My nose began to bleed due to it breaking. She said, “You are a horrible, vile creature, I never should have trusted humans. I see you saw the trolls and what I did to them, you should feel lucky you stupid grublet, I'm going to kill you rather than subject you to torture because you are worth NOTHING TO ME YOU SLIME!” At that point the horrorterrors let go of my mouth from the orders of Vriska and she began to stab me with a sword that had teal and purple blood on it. I screamed each time, pleading for my life but to no avail. I finally died, then I woke up.