You were running away as fast as you could. All of your friends were corrupted by Striction, and only a few amount of other Entas were still uncorrupted and free of Striction’s control. And what was worst, you didn’t know where Cain was, and she was your only hope. Panting, whimpering, all you could do was hide behind a tree, trying to free your mind of the sounds of your friends’ voices as they were turned into mindless husks that could only resemble a reanimated corpse or the hypnotic sounds of Striction’s laughter bouncing off of your gem.