…“I was promised sights, not pointless explanations that serve little point.”

“Pointless and of little point are the same thing.” Sebastian scoffs with lamented amusement.

“I DON’T CARE!” he bellows like a volcano erupting. “I AM SICK OF WORDS! SHOW ME THE WONDERS PROMISED, OR I’LL CARVE MY NAME IN YOUR HEART AFTER I TEAR IT FROM YOUR CHEST!”

“Oh, I like how you painted that picture, almost makes me want to hear more!”

“ENOUGH!” he screams as he thrusts himself to his feet and into the air, casting the room into silence as his wide empty eyes look down upon the frozen bodies that litter the floor beneath him, before he casts his gaze upon Sebastian. “I ALLOWED you to bring me here, and I ALLOWED you to believe whatever stories you chose to believe about what I truly am. But such as all things, that time has now come to a futile end and I must take what is mine!” he snarls through saliva drenched lips.

“Then perhaps it is time we both stop pretending,” Sebastian coos with a broad smile upon his as the room is engulfed in a sea of nothingness….