Darkness all around Kane, that same vast emptiness as before where he hear that strange voice. He hears the voice saying "The chosen one has arrived" as the darkness starts to spread out. Just enough so Kane can now see a black crackiling campfire that is surprisingly warm and bright despite being pitch black. Kane was sitting on a log laying on the ground, he could see a night sky full of bright stars up above, and then sitting across from him was some kind of demon. The demon looked like dark static and fuzz tbat formed the shape of a body, some horns on his head that almost looked slicked back. Thats all that could be made out and seen by Kane.
As the dark figure started to talk a cup of coffee appeared in both of their hands, the dark figure took a sip and said "Hello looser." "looser!?" Kane rebulted fast, "Who are you anyway?" "Just call me D.F.D, I am you're power source, I choose you" the dark figure answered. Kane started to speak "me.." but was emidiatly cut off my D.F.D "Yes! you, but wow am I starting to regret it." As D.F.D leaned forward and laughed he yelled at Kane to progress faster. The two got livliy arguing a bit befoe Kane frustratingly asked "why did you pick me then? "D.F.D chuckled and said "It had to be you, so boaring, and bland. Its your time, go to the vanishing forest" and then he bopped Kane on the head.
Kane then suddenly woke up, chained to some kind of alter. As he looked around he saw three hooded figures chanting some kind of spell or incantation, Verra was to his left chained up as well and a random guy also chained up. All three prisoners had their arms and legs bound and spread apart in X-shape on a stone tablet that had some kind of shapes or symbols carved into them. The stone tables then were on one big circular platform that also had symbols carved into it. Also behind the three chanters was a big massive pile of stone, almost glued together with mud in the shaped of a giant mosnter golam with four arms. A big head with big teeth and one weird horn on the left side of its forehead. As the chanting got faster the air startes to feel heavy, a wind came into the room even though they were all still underground, and all the torch light was flickering.
As all of this transpired, the random prisoner to Kanes right started to scream and his stone tablet began to glow a blueish color. As the glowing rock got brighter so did the strangers screams of pain, eventually steam started to come off his body. Both Kane and Verra started to beg, negotiate for the spellcasters to stop! All the efforts did noy pay off off as the painfilled, horried, haunting screams continued to fill the room. The stangers scream however began to fade when the blue light made him shine blue and then all that light gathered. It then shot over to the four arms stone statue leaving a lifeless body behind, dangling from the chains.
Afterwards the air returned to normal and the wind stopped as the three people removed their hoods. One was a black woman with red spiky hair and a green emerald nose ring, another was a young man with blue hair, glasses and a gloomy look on his face. The last person, the last person was Old Greg. This left Verra and Kane looking shocked, scared, and confused.