In the chaotic endless basement, my small feet hit the ground with a wet thud with the urgency of survival. Each room I traversed, a grotesque set of crewtures, pushed me further into the clutches of- whatever thing there is, I stumbled upon a demonic figure, a woman with cascading crimson locks, her eyes veiled by a blindfold. Her skin, an unsettling shade of coal black, seemed to absorb the feeble light, leaving me unnerved. "Human.” She muttered, as she revealed her claws.