Pain.. Every second of your new existence is nothing but pain. Your bones are growing out of your bones, your arms sharpening to make spikes, new arms growing from your torso, your body slowly crystalizing as you maul people who you love dearly.. Making them suffer the same fate as you.

Every floor is pitch black, the only light sources being from sparking wires. Hunger.. You constantly eat but you're never satisfied. You then hear the fluttering of wings, seeing a pair of glowing eyes. You know those eyes too well. The singular toon that forced you to suffer this hell..