"You're not going to get out. I've watched people like you for years come here, thinking they can get out... Not a soul has escaped this mansion. You will become a slave for me, under my control, whether you like it-" I hold a machetti, covered in blood, up to Ert's neck, "Or not. So what shall it be?" I ask, pulling back the machetti I wield and brushing my fingers on the flat side of the blade. "Just think, your 'friend' is waiting for you. He's dead. He lives here now. Alongside with the lost souls of many others. Oh, but don't worry about your friend. He died quickly, painlessly. I might be insane or evil, but I cannot stand the high shrieks of young people like yourself."

"I'll work for you. Fine. I already knew my friend was one of those souls." I dropped my machete as a surrender.

"Aww... You're no fun. Whatever. You've made the right choice. Follow me." I say, leading Ert into the steel walled room.

"Meh, just kill me already." I mutter.

"What? No, that'll be later..." I mutter, face pressed against a wall. "You must not tell anyone-, but I myself... Am nothing more than a ghost... I've wanted to leave for decades... So I am controlled myself, forced to kill and manipulate people to destroy. So, I must inform you to choose your own death wisely."

"Like how I die? Or not dying at all?" I ask.

"If you want die, I don't care." I mutter.

(Hello) I said

"In this place, there's no difference whether I'm dead or alive. I'm going to rely on that slim chance that I can get out." I replied. Then I ran from the room.

Someone ran straight into me.

"Celebi?" Ert asked?.

Name:Ryuki
Gender:Male
Age:15
Appearance:Black Hair,Black Jacket,Cyan Blue/Blue Checkered T-Shirt
Weapon(or)Pokemon:Kabusken(AKA a Blaziken)
Other:Smart and doesn't trust anyone.He's also timid.

(Hello) I replied.

Strange knocking and "Herp derp." could be heard from the walls. "Could somebody help me? I seem to be stuck within the walls. Yay."