"I don't have a clue. To be honest, I don't have a clue what'll happen in here. I'm letting all the insanity, anger, malice, hate, creativity, happiness and grief within all you folks manifest itself in the physical plane in a chaotic and random order. But hey, I'm sure you're all perfectly average, well-restrained, mannered people, so this shouldn't be an issue at all, now should it?" Deus smiled, as the hole opening towards this area closed, and then seemed to disappear as if it was never there.
((Alright. I don't have a clue what's going to happen now. Any of you may place manifestations of your characters feelings or memories on board, I'm giving full control of Memory Lane to you guys. Have fun!))