Wandering the halls of an ominous limbo didn't seem that hard, Until it came to three doors. Yikes, decision making.. what a bone-chiller. Opening the one in the middle, a lowly positioned man smiled up at you, Seemingly with greed.

His eyes an opaque white with a tiny dilated pupil. He seemed wounded, but... Not all too worried about it.

His smile grew as his hand palmed your calf, Saying something in a language you couldn't understand. Did you just hear the word heart?