Warning: Blood, Violence, swearing

Arms bond separately to the ground. My legs are collapsed. A dried blood pool beneath them. A few blood stains on my overalls from the creations. Red trickling down my wing. I'm back in the same room. I believe more guards were placed at the front door. I don't know what they expect with that. Last time I didn't leave through the front door. Staring down at the ground too drowsy to move. Waiting for the effects to end. Damnit. Scott... Jimmy... What will that demon do to them next...

Creaking the door opens, the imposter peeking their head around the door. Walking in slowly. Closing the door behind them. Leaning against the door, their butterfly wings casually resting behind them. Hiding one of their hands.

"D-don't you have creations t-to torment." Looking up at them only moving my eyes.

"Yeah, but I figured I'd pay a visit."Smirking.

"What did you fucking do to Fae." Infuriation.

"Sie's fine. But I figured I'd play a game with you, Frog." Walking up to me grabbing my bucket hat off my head. Placing it on their head. "A simple game of questions and answers." Revealing their other hand clenching the knife. "I'll ask a question and all you have to do is answer it correctly. Simple enough." Smirking at me. "Question one. How were you able to kill 15 guards with ease, not giving a shit about them."

"You're wasting your time bitch." Finally looking up at them, tilting my head.

"Wrong answer." Sending the blade across my forearm. Stifling a scream. I clench my fists. Biting down hard. Grunting. Cold blood trickling down my arm.

"Let's try this again. How did passive, compassionate, caring, empathetic, pathetic Froggie flat out murder 15 guards." Getting close to my face. Staring at them, I look down at the ground. Spitting at them.

"Fuck off." Glaring them dead in the eyes. Slicing the other arm. The imposter just stares as I stifle another scream. A few tears dropped. Sighing, they shake their head.

" Why are you making this so difficult..." Glaring at me. "This is supposed to be a simple game. Pain free. Simply answering questions."

"I don't give two shit's about your game. You're just wasting your time. Bitch." Gabbing the hair on the back of my head. Pulling my head downwards. Kneeing me in the face. Grunting in response, my lenses cracked from it ,nose bleeding but not broken. My eyes wanted to water but I wouldn't let them.

" Damn, I thought you would've cried from that. Considering it was so easy to make you weep before."

" I'm not giving you that luxury." Not a single tear falls. Still they smirk at me. Eye's glowing red. Observing the blood on their blade.

"Now shall we try this ag-"

The door slams open behind them. A guard standing on the other side of it. Multiple guards surrounding them.

"What is the meaning of this? Can't you see I'm busy?"

"The game's ready." Bowing to the imposter. "Everyone's in position."

"Fine, fine. Simply fine. Actually, that should be entertaining." Placing my hat back on my head. "We'll finish this when I get back. Closing the door behind them. Shouts come from outside the door, then a scream fading to nothing... Did they just? Shaking my head not wanting to know the answer. But I had to figure out how to get out of here. Lightly tugging on the chains. Pain cut through the slices in my arms. Damn that hurt. I wonder what that monster's doing to Fae... I have to find her, I have to get out of here. If only I'd left Scott and Jimmy in that simulation...No! they probably would have died. How could I live with that knowing that I left the flower husbands to die?! Uuuggghhh.

Jolting my hands downwards, more pain shooting through my biceps. Something metal bumping my hands. Realization. Looking at my right hand, the chain connected below my hand. There's a flaw... In the rushed time they had to chain me down, they made an error. Man I love that about creations. Looks like I won't be staying here for much longer. Grin spreading. And after I get Faerie, I'm going to fucking murder you...