With a thump, Winter fell and landed on her face, crashing onto an enclosed room of glass and stone. The woman groaned in pain at the very uncomfortable landing, feeling her bones and muscles ache as she tried to regain her composure, standing up. Inside, she was in a small room, with no doors, a clean floor, and very thick concrete walls. In only one direction, was a huge wall of glass, looking into an abyss as nothing but a dim light was her surroundings. “What in the world I-“ Winter said to herself, not expecting a response back. It wasn’t until she heard a familiar voice cry out that she turned around to the light. In the middle of this light, was a teenage boy, tied to a chair with rope and chains. His face and torso was riddled with cuts and bruises, and his clothing ruined. "Mum! Please!” Crimson sobbed uncontrollably,not being gagged around the mouth so that he can speak. “CRIMSON!” She shrieked in terror, trying to bang onto the glass. “Don’t worry! I’m going to save you!” Just as she finished her sentence, the shadows around the light revealed a sinister arm. A hand with a pristine white glove came into view, every single silky detail in the knuckles and grip came into view.....with the cold sinister pistol that was in the hand. Winter's pupils shrunk to the size of a pea in terror as she smashed against the glass, watching the pistol's cocking slowly almost to taunt her. "HELP ME MUM! HELP M-" Was the last words that Crimson would say, the sheer intensity of the gun ringing in Winter's ears. In utter shock and terror, Winter watched Crimson's final moments of him screaming.....before his brains were blown out as a streak of blood soaked the glass, the corpse of her son falling over along with the chair. Winter collapsed, shrieking in absolute terror as her whole body shook, sobbing uncontrollably as something happened. Crimson's body began to vanish like ashes being swept into the wind, before nothing remained. Soon, the dust reappeared into the centre of the room, and the torture would begin again. Winter Rush would suffer in terror, watching as every two minutes, she would watch her son be horrifically killed before her eyes in a death loop. Every single loop, every single death, all occurred in different terrifying ways. And with every single one, she screamed.... ---- Spoiler: Music for scene Orchid would wake up screaming, tucked into her bed. The lights in her room were on, and the girl looked around to see that all of her belongings were safe and sound. The young woman was absolutely drenched in cold sweat, soaked in fear from experiencing her nightmare, wearing nothing but her pajamas. She blinked for a few seconds. Was this a dream? She pinched herself to find out, and felt a sting of pain to make sure that she wasn't asleep. It was real, and she didn't know what to do. She took her bed covers off and tried to get out of bed, before suddenly, her door was knocked down. Before the young woman was a man in a black suit, blonde hair and a light reddish purple tone to him. His eyes were piercing with nothing but hate, his face in a scowl of permanent fury. Yet, despite his anger, he calmly walked into the bedroom. "Hello Orchid....you've been a very very bad girl." Sangria frowned and sighed, almost looking like he was twitching with every step. "Dad!?" Orchid exclaimed, automatically pushing herself away from him out of instinct. "H-how!? You're gone! You should be in Jail!?" Orchid then received a hard slap to her cheeks. The slap to her face seemed to leave a vicious mark on her face, leaving her muzzle bright pink and raw, stinging unbearably as she was suddenly left in a daze, shocked at what just happened and already feeling tears welling up in her eyes. Sangria took his daughter by the throat and pinned her against a wall, ripping off her pajama shirt with one simple tug. "Nonsense Sugar~" Sangria said with venom, before throwing the almost half-naked girl across the room. The intimidating figure turned around as he began to transform, parts of his face melting to reveal something horrifying, the man turning into something demonic. "Daddy will keep you warm." he teased mockingly. "Daddy will always keep his pumpkin nice and warm~" As soon as Orchid backed herself against the door, the demon before her eyes clenched his fists and picked up the poor girl like she weighed like air, choking her neck as she dangled. "Now pumpkin, I know we've both said things that we both regret. But I think we can put our differences between us, like a family." Sangria smiled, his face full of pure evil. "You monster..."