Within the small confines of your room that you had called home since being held captive by the Pointed Circle lay an old metal bed and metal tables. You had awoken to find your ankle chained firmly to the bed, locked tight with no way to slip free. The door was locked. You were trapped.

It was eerily silent, nothing but the sounds of whirring fans and the occasional clang from down the hall.

That was, until a small scraping sound pricks up your ears. Your eyes are drawn to the corner of the room. Thinning your eyes, you notice a thin metal sheet leaning against the wall, almost the same colour as the wall behind it.

Dragging your chains over, you begin to pull it back, dragging it along the floor with a loud screech from the metal - and to your surprise, it reveals a small carved-out space in the wall that goes further back than you expect. At first, you only see darkness, but then...

"No!" A voice yelps from inside, "No no no no! Put it back! I'm safe in The Black! Put it back!" He continues to yelp, cowering back inside the small carved out hole that can barely fit him. "Please! They.. they'll find me! I'm not safe! But I'm safe in The Black!"

There was a man inside, J26, a dishevelled-looking soul with wide pupils and messy hair. When was the last time he'd came out of there?