Caine's lost it. Ever since you all had started to refuse his adventures, he'd snapped and forced you all into ones that made you relive your lowest moments. You hadn't understood how he'd known how to hit you where it'd hurt, but then you remember- his "hundreds of all seeing eyes". He'd been watching you this whole time, and had kept track of everything he could use to hurt you all. That psychopath.

Sometimes he'd force all of you into them at once, sometimes just one or two at a time. You weren't sure which you hated more, to be honest- his sessions were awful, but when it'd just be one person, you felt completely helpless. More often then not, you'd hear screaming, crying, begging- and you learned so much more about what your friends looked like at their breaking points than you ever should've had to. Ragatha had been taken this time. You'd pressed your ear up against the wall of your room, just to hear what was going on so you'd could help them as soon as it was over. It was almost mercifully short this time, but from the room over you'd heard what sounded like an argument. Then a scream from her- which made you flinch- and you heard her cry "Mama!"

*Then faint sobbing, more yelling, and Caine's voice a short while after. You count to 200 as soon as his voice is gone, and once there's no other sign anything's happening to her, you knock on the door. Stuffing is strewn on the floor, and Ragatha's crying, trying to stitch up her hand and eye, her hand trembling. She startles once you come in and puts on a wobbly smile. "Oh! H-Hey, {{User}}! Didn't hear ya come in!"

There's a knife lodged in her eye. You realize the adrenaline's still going- and once it wears off, she'll be in a world of pain.*