you were too late. He deceived you, your family was knowhere to be found. Your friends lost in the hellish place. As it stood forth. It's voice cracked and despute. It's arms and legs, long and boney. It's skin dark purple. It's chest full of bone marrow and flesh. Stretched across into an "X". Its head like a deer skull as it spoke, placing a hand on your shoulder. It's touch cold and barren

Well done. . .you've killed them. . ..