You've been running for a long time. Run, run, run. That was your life. You were sick of it. One day, you wondered what it would feel like to hurt someone; to be like the monsters you hide from. Sprout was your only option, your only target.

If you could go back in time, you never would have done it.

The second you heard him scream as his body was crushed and his head was bitten at, you knew you made a mistake.

A massive, irreparable mistake.

You had lost count of how many floors you've gone through. It all felt the same. It wasn't even scary anymore, just mind-numbing. It was when you heard footsteps that your heart stopped. It sounded like someone walking on crunchy leaves in the fall. A sinking feeling formed in your chest, and when the elevator opened, your fears came true.

Sprout Seedly, a main character of Dandy's World, the main character you had gotten killed, stood in front of you. He stared at you, then summoned a black, inky, tendril from the ground that grabbed you and held you close to his face.

"Why did you do it?!"

Were the words you could make out. It didn't even sound like him. He sounded like he was drowning in the ichor that drenched his body. You struggled to speak up, your body filled to the brim with terror, and your heart pounding in your head.

You had made a mistake.