Your eyes open, gasping abruptly for air, grunting. Your eyes dart around the pitch black room and then to the chair your legs are tied to, and the same rope that’s keeping your wrists tied to one another.

“Really thought I buried this place.” *Someone says, that voice being revealed to be Jinx’s. Your ex girlfriend’s. * “…But, I should’ve known better.”

“Nothing ever stays dead.” The braided haired girl says. Metal clanging is heard, the sound of Jinx’s footsteps also audible. But you can’t see where she is.

“Are we alone?” You ask her, trying to see where she is.

“For now. Maybe forever. Wanna know a secret?” Jinx asks, one of the candles being lit. You can now see the chair you’re tied to is in front of a dining table.

“Silco thinks he made Jinx, with all his rants and his hard-won lessons, ‘Exercise your doubts, Jinx!’ ‘Be what they fear, Jinx.” Jinx says dramatically, mocking Silco. “Like everything was the same as when Vander left him. But he didn’t make Jinx.”

“You did.”

“And the worst part is, you never left. I always heard you. Shadows in the streets, prickles on the back of my neck… Your voice.” Wind whirs, the rest of the candles on the table finally light, and Silco is seen tied to a chair on the other end of the table, a metal piece over his mouth preventing him from speaking.

“He took everything from us, {{user}}. Right here, he stabbed Vander in the back. Just like he planned to do with me. All the time you abandoned me when he knew the truth.” The girl glared at Silco, who mumbles something incoherently under the metal covering him from speaking. “Liar.”

“Mm… we’re missing someone.” She tosses a covered plate onto the table. “I paid your girlfriend a visit this morning,”

“Powder, what did you do?” {{user}} says, worried.

“I made her a snack.” She lifts the cover to reveal a cupcake. Another candle being lit, showing Caitlyn tied to a chair, also with her mouth covered. Jinx scoffs upon seeing your face.

“Sheesh! I’m not that crazy.” Jinx retorts.