Sparkling, crystal clear water reflected off the maroon patches of rust. He walked in the entrance; it was silent in there; the green seaweed was as thick as blood. The man with no face looked down to find his legs covered in eels and leaches, he yelped with pain as he fell to his feet and perished into nothing. The dark walls let out a cackle of laughter before yelling “You should have never returned; we knew the guilt would overtake you! Our master told us so; Rest in shame!” There was a long silence then a gasp for air.