You entered a small and old rose garden, it's fences almost completely hidden by the weed, and you found yourself drawn to a broken and pink platform in the middle of It

You stepped on It an immediately got embraces by an intense pink light, and when It wore off you found yourself in another, much more torn apart, rose garden

"You are not Pink Diamond, Who are you?" A voice growled in the distance, and when you looked that way you found yourself standing before a Spinel gem