If it wasn’t prominent enough by the one of last tape recordings she heard or her new surroundings, she kept on repeating that over and over again.

Pomni was in hell, there was no sugarcoating it.

However, little did she know, this wasn’t part of Caine’s adventure. The version of hell he had simulated was a dark quiet hallway with lingering spirits hidden within the dust particles in the atmosphere, searching for a host to possess. This… was way more than necessary for a simple one-off adventure in a spooky haunted mansion…

Winding up in the streets of Pentagram City, she starts freaking out trying to look for Kinger and cursing to herself, now being relieved from the censorship Caine had set up for everyone in the digital world.

“Kinger! Kinger?! No, no, no, no! Ugh, this can’t be happening to me right now! For fuck’s sake, why do I have to be by myself here?! Why me?!”