Slowly panning his light across the darkened room until it came upon a figure standing in front of the door. It was slightly hunched over and seemed to be facing away from him. Era sighed softly and said "Hands where I can see them." With that the figure began to turn around to face him. It's face looked like it had been sewn together from a mixture of a doll and a garbage bag. One eye seemed to lazily examine him then drift off to the side as if staring at something to the left.<br/><br/>Era slowly turned his gaze in the direction the creature was staring and saw it momentarily. He felt a thud on the back of his head and then nothing as he slumped to the floor. His head whirled with pain as if he'd just awoke from a night of partying. *Some time later*<br/><br/>Slowly opening his eyes to see nothing sent a rush of panic through him. His head throbbed softly from the pain of the blow. An overpowering smell of iron invaded his nose making him want to gag. All of a sudden light assaulted his eyes as the bag was lifted from his head. The room was dimly lit by a few torches placed here and there. From what he had seen it was either the scene of a mass murder or some ritualistic cult.<br/><br/>Bit was to his left and Nyx to his right. Both of them still had their bags covering their heads. He couldn't see the person who'd taken the bag off of him. "Welcome to the thunderdome, but in all seriousness..." A man walked out from behind him and knelt down in his face. The man's face was much like the garbage bag creature. His eyes were sewn shut and a portion of his cheek had been replaced by a plastic bag. When he spoke it flapped and seemed like it would rip off at any moment. "Blah blah blah this is a blah blah blah..." The man went on then stopped. "Where are my manners, My name is Era oh wait that's your name." He laughed then stood straight up and turned to walk away.<br/><br/>He stopped a few feet from them then spun on his heels to face him once more. "I'll let you pick a name for me." He said with a weird half smirk on his face. Era felt something breathing down the back of his neck. "How about a$$ wipe." Era said then spit on the man's shoe. He tilted his head and shrugged "Alright if that's what you want to call me." He snapped his fingers and a stumpy looking person in a cloak came over and handed him a wooden bat.<br/><br/>"I just want you to know that you made me do this." He said as he raised the bat above his head. Era winced away expecting to take the full force of it, but nothing. Instead the sound of the bat connecting with something to his right. He quickly looked over to see that Nyx had taken much more than a blow to the head. She now lay on the ground with blood oozing out of the bag that covered her head. Era stared in shock as her breathing stopped and she lay motionless.<br/><br/>"I'd have gone for the big guy, but he's been dead since we found him." Era looked to his left and much to his dismay Bit wasn't breathing either. "He was going on about seeing gnomes and how they were attacking him. I won't bore you with the details." The man said then kneeled back down in front of him. "Welcome to the real slums baby." He said before laughing hysterically then getting up and motioning for someone to grab him.<br/><br/>Era was lifted to his feet and dragged after the man. The hands that held him felt cold and hot at the same time. They took him to a door and into a pitch black corridor. For what felt like days they carried him through the winding passage way until they came to a stop. His heart racing from the fear of what they might do to him. Then the man swung a door open to reveal the outside. He was right this place was worse than the slums. A building was on fire in the distance, gunshots could be heard, what sounded like an explosion and a building collapsing. "Welcome home." The man said before grabbing him and throwing him out the door.<br/><br/>The door lead to a drop which led straight down into what looked like sewage water. With a splash he slammed into it and went under. His hands still tied so he was unable to swim and the current began to wash him away.