Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-33281568-20171006021138/@comment-30319843-20171204095510

The cell door was opened, and then I was yanked inside. I put out my hands just in the nick of time to prevent my face from slamming onto the floor. The floor, as my hands were on it, was cold.

Then I heard the sound of the door being shut fiercely.

I got up to my bottom, and turned.

I could see Herobrine locking the door with a key, and the other pastas flanking him. I looked left, and saw Cube, Prism, and Deku.

Deku had an open dried wound on the side of his forehead. Prism was still holding his palm firmly, because it had a sharp injury as well. Blood had been smeared on different parts of Cube's face.

I looked back at the latter. They were now sneering at us.

"Well," Herobrine said, "What a pitty shall it be to see you die her."

"Herobrine," I said, "Don't forget that you were made by someone. You must owe your existence to him."

"Well, well, well," He went on, "The moment he let me out, he was gone."

"What?" I exclaimed, perplexed.

"You will see later on," he said. Then he made a waving gesture for his friends. That was the last thing they did before they completely disappeared into the darkness.

"F**** those assholes," Prism said while clunching his teeth. I turned to look at him. It was surely wounded.

"What now?" Cube spoke up.

Silence followed those words. Then after awhile, I broke the silence.

"All I can say is that green can only do something now. Presumably, the fate of the so-called Multiverse lies in his hands..."