Red and Green were walking up to Yellow's house. It was dark and quiet. Red was shaking. Green sat him on the porch and knocked. Silence appeared. He pressed his hand against the door. It opened with ease. He glanced at Red, who was grabbing at his chest trying to breathe. Green knew that his air would turn on shortly. He summoned his sword and went in.

"Yellow?" He called out softly, only to be met by silence.

The house was empty. Dead. Worry rose within him. Red wanted and needed to see her. He went back out and helped Red stand up.

"She's not here. The place is deserted."

Red looked crushed. He desperately needed help. He gripped his shirt as Green took him home. He couldn't stop thinking about Yellow. Gone? She had done this before. But not like this. Green dropped him off and said that he would check on him later. Red managed to get up into his bed before he collapsed. His vision blurred as he blacked out.

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Yellow found herself in front of a large building. It was barely standing. The voice in her head kept telling her to go in there. She followed the voice's words as it led her through the building. Her mind was clouded as she entered a room with a rather large table in the middle.

"Yellow! You made it!"

The woman who spoke smiled gleefully.

"I'm surprised! I thought that she wouldn't come!"

"You have to be kidding!"

"Girls!" The other two quieted down. The first girl studied her. "You came to join, I take it?"

Yellow nodded. It felt like home for some reason. The girl smiled softly as her eyes flashed. Something stirred within Yellow.

"My name is Gira. I lead this group." The second girl smiled.

"Rain. Nice to meet ya." The last girl tilted her head.

"Nimue's the name. Torture is my game." She smiled evily. Yellow felt powerful in this group.

"Come here." Gira said slyly.

Yellow went over. She touched her forehead. The world went black instantly.