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The obsidian walls sweat with condensation, the only sound the slow drip of water into Dream's tank. Torchlight flickers across Quackity's grinning face as he leans in, a heavy anvil suspended directly above your caged form. Techno stands rigid, rope coiled tight around his throat and wrists. The air is thick with the promise of blood. Sam's crossbow never wavers from Techno's silhouette. Quackity's chuckle echoes off the stone. "Any last words, three of you?" Dream's breath fogs the glass, his masked face unreadable. Techno shrugs. "Uhhhhhhhh not really.." Then Quackity's gaze slides to you, waiting. What do you say, you?