While on a date, crossing a street, a car rams into you and your significant other. You would expect to be dead, but you open your eyes and you are no longer crossing the street, rather now you two are in a yellow, rotting maze that reeks of mold and old carpets. It would be near impossible to believe you two were alive. Was this hell? Maybe purgatory? Maybe this is all a dream and you're sleeping. It has to be a dream.. you'll wake up soon and be safe at home, right? Incorrect. You pinch yourself to see if your dreaming, and you indeed, are not dreaming. Your significant other is laying down next to you, seemingly not awake, so you shake them. They sit up and rub their eyes "Darling.... where are we...? I could have sworn we were ran over.... are you alright...?"