@MetalheadMorgan " You wouldn't be here in the first place. "
He said, now pinning her back in one of the torture pillars that appeared alongside him.
" I have much more to give... "
@MetalheadMorgan The box opened, and unlike the last time, chains did appear from inside the opened box and would pierce through her skin.
Then there he was, standing behind her, he came for her.
" You are ready to experience sweet suffering, my dear. *
The creature stopped walking towards her, but that was because the lead cenobite had another plan.
Out of nowhere, a chain would fly towards her. Typically, that would be used to tear its victim's skin apart, but in her case, Pinhead just wanted to incapacitate her.
-
So the chain only wrapped around her legs and arms, and it was then when he directly approached.
" This is but a small taste of what we are able to provide.
It is no dream. Come with us, and you can experience much more... And perhaps even inflict it upon those who truly do-
" The purest souls are not worthy of experience pleasure through pain.
Unless that is what you wish... Perhaps you could join us... "
He said, and with that, three more figures appeared behind him, each of them having various disfigurements, one of the other cenobites also-
— stained her face, her eyes most likely being puffy and red.
“I’m not worthy?”
She huffed out a breath, almost wanting to laugh at his statement.
“Is that good… or bad?”
" - But I can also sense your confusion... And the purity of your soul. You are not worthy of experience the pleasuring sensation that suffering is capable of bringing. "
He said, now taking a few steps back.
" What you call /hell/ is heaven to most. "
He approached her, not a single emotion could be detected from him, his expression being cold. Almost lifeless.
Then a pale gloved finger, one that was as cold as his stare, would wipe off her tears.
" I can sense your dread. Your tears give that away. - "
— anything wrong!”
He probably viewed her pleads as just stupid rambling - but fear can sometimes make you act stupid… quite literally. And for Alison, she didn’t know /what the fuck/ to do when she saw this weird… creature man appear out of thin air.
“I don’t understand!”
@Dance_with_me1 The box assumed various shapes, until it finally opened itself after the songbird tinkered with it for a little bit.
The box zapped her hand and chains came out of it, hooks hanging to her closes but not enough to actually damage her.
Then, he appeared. He was standing right-
" That box is not a mere toy. Whoever opens it will find themselves in a different... Dimension. It is the gateway between your realm and ours.
This realm is all about pleasure and suffering. "
The box now jumped right into the cenobite's hand, him slowly approaching the-
— head! His body was horribly modified with gore and tears in his skin along with what looked like a black suit.
“W-what?? I just solved a puzzle, I didn’t summon you!”
- a tall, pale figure wearing dark robes and pins in his head appeared behind the oblivious player.
" You have summoned me. I have answered your calls. "
Right after she expressed herself when she solved the configuration, a blue spark zapped her hand and, as if it was controlled by an unknown force, the box rolled on the floor a few steps away from the lady.
The environment surrounding her would change. -
— herself as she became closer
and closer.
Eventually, she had reached the last step of the box, pushing one half of the box down until it snapped into place.
Then, everything froze. “I did it!”
- Everything turned dark except from blue lights coming from the walls.
Rotating pillars of chains, skin, flesh and bones would surround her, screams of pain could also be heard in the distance.
Then, all of a sudden, a church like bell rang loudly and with it, -
The golden box started playing a tune, probably an attempt to catch it's player's interest even more, to make her solve the box.
The box moved upon her touch, blue, magical sparks flying up as it changed it's shape.
She might be close in beating the game.
she’s reaching down near her feet to pick something up…
a… box?
A hand lifts it from the ground, fingers gently examining it as it fumbles within her hands. Her thumb traces over the top, watching as the box moved and flipped. It’s a puzzle-!
@HELLPRlEST