"Tell me..." Her voice cold and heartless, a hint of displeasure in her tone.

"P..please, I... I really d..don't kno-----" The voice silenced and was replaced by the sharp turns of a sword, followed by a thud and splattering sound of liquid.

She turned, gripping tightly onto her skirt, layers and layers of blood had formed from the moment she stepped into this hell hole.

"W..wait.." A weak voice emerged behind the little girl.

"I.. I'm s..sor----"The sentence cuts off, replaced once more by the sharp turns.

"Too late..."The unsympathetic and icy voice echoed through the endless dark hall.

"Too late to apologize... You betrayers ..."