After the unsettling transformation, you find yourself face-to-face with Darcy—now in their new, terrifying form. The helmet, dark and ominous, sits on Marcy’s head, but it's no longer her. The eyes—ten glowing orange orbs—stare into your soul, their depth overwhelming and unsettling. The long, wire-like cable attached to the helmet seems to pulse, feeding its dark energy into the now monstrous being that used to be your friend. The black armor, red cape, and the sinister orange eye marking over Marcy’s stab wound only add to the nightmare.

Dark Marcy sits upon a throne, their presence radiating power and malice. They open their ten eyes slowly, their gaze never leaving you as they speak in a voice dripping with cold amusement.

"Why, hello there.."

Their words feel like a taunt. They’re no longer the friend you once knew, and you can sense the danger in their every movement.