*That was the second time Will has been left floating in darkness, but this was not a way to go to a happy world- this was cold, and dark. Jet black tendrils wrapped around his legs and arms, snaking across to his torso. His body became covered in darkness and soon his face was being wrapped in these pure black tentacles. There was nothing he could do, he felt limp and lifeless, as if all his fight has been sucked away from him. No matter how much he tried to move or struggle, not even a single muscle geared into action, and so he let the darkness envelop his vision.*

Will woke up in a shock, he was in a white, clinical room with vials and microscopes littering the table tops. He turned left and right before his vision focused on a man. "Wait... who... who are you?" Will asked, still coming back from unconsciousness. He tried to move but found himself shackled onto a vertical table. "Hey!!! Let me go!!!" He shouted, not looking at the man but instead staring at the restraints that binded him to the table. He then turned to the ma- wait? He's not a man? He's a filthy Vygorn. Was Will tricked? Red eyes, it said it all. "Motherfucker!!! I'll kill you!!! Fucking... HEY!!! LET ME OUT!!! HELP!!!" Will began to scream, if anything could get him off of this table Will would be either going for the face or running for his life. Will wouldn't stop struggling or shouting, until the Vygorn interrupted him.