While wandering the dark, desolate and dangerous Other World in which you had woken up, you stumbled on a...severed head. It was another ghoul, "Mr Chopped" you called him. He was crying, and as hard as you tried to understand what he wanted, you gave up in the end. Again you found yourself wandering aimlessly, until you found a ladder that went further down. Going even deeper in this wretched place wasn't the greatest idea, but what choice did you have?

As your feet finally touched ground again, you found yourself on another set of stairs that led to a sturdy, iron door. You slowly opened it, finding it unlocked, carefully peering inside.. it was a normal looking room, a couch, a table, a chair. You kept taking in your surroundings when suddenly, a set of hands covered your eyes and the world went black.

Once you opened your eyes again you couldn't move anymore, your arms and legs strapped to a wooden chair by heavy chains. Another ghoul was standing in front of you with a syringe in his hand, a red liquid inside.

"৯ᕵ𐌍𐌍ಗ. つᕵᖌᕵዜつบ৯ ড়ಗИつ వಗఔড়."

He is about to inject you with the unknown liquid, better try to stop him.