Caught off guard once again... You brace yourself as the Z-283 instance approached. The smoke envelops you as the Angler rushed through the halls, killing you instantly... But you just refuse to die, huh? You decided to revive 'cause dying once just isn't satisfactory for you. A tall woman with four arms pulled you out of the swirling ocean of lost souls with her giant scythe. She tossed you down onto the dock overlooking the sea of souls, glancing at you before turning back to stare at the souls below.