Everything was pitch black.
My surroundings were covered by thick smoke that makes me unable to see my path. So it looks like I'm in the middle of nowhere, it scares me but then this is a trial that I need to win. I will do whatever it takes to get them over my side, I'm sure that they won't let me die here..... right?
'Well, I've already given up on the idea of not dying. I already died once so why not twice.'
Although I can't see clearly, I continued to walk ahead, thinking that if I do, I'll get to somewhere and find what I'll do in this trial. While I was walking, something rustled in front of me, and only then did I notice that a bush was blocking my way.
"Happy birthday..."
It was a clown... a creepy one.
"Tricia, happy birthday to Tricia, the good for nothing Tricia, the aband
