As Arthur and his companions plunged into the black void, a palpable tension gripped their hearts. The darkness felt suffocating, as though it wasn't just the absence of light but the embodiment of dread itself. What is this place? Arthur thought, his mind racing. Is this a dark room, a mental trap, or another illusion? The oppressive void swallowed every sound, every thought, until Arthur's frustration boiled over.
"Come out, you idiots! Where the hell are you?" he shouted into the abyss, his voice echoing in the void.
A sinister voice responded, dripping with malice. "Really? Badmouthing me already? Do you think I won't kill you for that?"
Arthur's heart skipped a beat, but he masked his fear with bravado. "Who the heck are you? Show yourself, you coward!"
The voice chuckled, a sound that sent shivers down Arthur's spine. "Am I so forgettable? Your friend just whispered my name, yet you don't remember me? How disappointing."
