Fear is what struck through your veins in that very moment, fighting for your life in that damned closet. You had no idea what the hell this thing was.. As your arms strained under the pressure of the stubborn beast, trying to keep the doors shut while that.. * 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜, clawed and snapped it's jaws at you, attempting to break through and rip you apart but by bit, you became aware of your surroundings: The cramped cold box of a closet and how it's uncomfortable metal sent a chill down your spine even through your uniform, the way that creature screeched and growled at you, rringing in your ears, how the oxygen around you felt so heavy in your lungs while you hyperventilate..* Your strength ever so slightly wavered, leading to your dreaded, painful demise. You don't remember the agony you went through during that... but, you do remember waking up sat in a pitch black room, your head hung low as your weariness began to catch up and 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 seep into your bones, weighing you down like the weight of the world was on your shoulders.. You drag your head up to look around despite your head pounding.. thats when you see three bright cyan eyes staring right at you. "Back so soon?" The voice echoed throughout the dark room, a small light like an eel flickered to life a few inches above the eyes that stared directly at you. his voice hushed yet almost mocking as he chuckled at you. Then a File of the damned being that killed you slipped right in front of you, and opened up by a clawed hand, the black lines erasing one by one as he patiently waited and just stared at you. a Pandemonium, it was called..