( In a different area )

* Admin groaned, he opened his eyes and looked around. He was in a black room...and he could make out the outline of two people...*

* A spotlight suddenly turned on over the two...revealing Hatred and Auto Message, who were passed out *

*...But not for long *

* Hatred and Auto Message opened their as well *

Hatred: W-Where are we?!

Admin:  I don't know! I just woke here!

* Hatred tried to stand up....but something held him down. He looked down, his wrists and the tops of his feet were locked in a sort of handcuff. Same for Auto Message and Admin *

Hatred: I-I can't move-

Paradox Dream * speaker phone*: Hello.

Admin:  ?! PARADOX DREAM!

Paradox Dream * speakerphone*: Why yes...Now, as I was saying.

Paradox Dream * speakerphone*: Hello. And Welcome to one of my torture rooms.

Auto Message: TORTURE ROOM?!

Paradox Dream * Speakerphone*: As you can see, you are all strapped to the chair. And if you look above you. You will see three saws, each above your head.

* They all looked above, a spotlight turned to the saws, revealing a bloodied and gruesome mark on the serrations *

Admin: NO  NO NO NO NO NO!

Paradox Dream * Speaker phone *: The saws will start coming down....and if you don't do something quick, they will all cut you into itty bitty bits *

* Almost on command, the saws started coming *

Auto Message: NO! I DON'T WANT TO SEE MY FRIENDS DEAD! PLEASE! STOP! 

Paradox Dream *Speakerphone*: There is nothing around you that can help free you...but one of your peers could.

* A whooshing sound could be heard, as a gun plopped onto the desk, in front of Hatred *

Paradox Dream *SpeakerPhone *:  Hatred, you will be given a gun. It is your choice to choose who lives. You can shoot yourself, or Admin, or Auto Message *

* Auto Message was trying to get to her no existent form...it wouldn't work *

Admin: PLEASE, HATRED! LET'S THINK ABOUT THIS!

PAradox Dream * SpeakerPhone*: Choose someone to die....the others live and are set free. Don't shoot....you A L L die.

Auto Message: NO! GET US OUT! SOMEONE HELP! CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?!

* The saws came closer...they were only 7 feet high above them *

Hatred: ...

* Hatred reached for the gun...his hands were free, and he could grab it *

* He looked at it...he got a flashback to when he had been spawned by the crystal *

* Admin had tried to kill him...he was just lying there *

Hatred: P-PLEASE!

Admin: Like I said, You're not worth the risk

* Hatred came back to reality...he glared at Admin. He slowly aimed the gun at Admin, he held his finger over the trigger *

Admin: NO! PLEASE HATRED! DON'T KILL ME! I BEG YOU! PLEASE! PLEASE!  I-I BEG YOU!

* Admin was welling in tears. Auto Message had closed her eyes, she was shaking her head. *

Auto Message: NO NO NO NO! I CAN'T TRANSFORM BACK! HATRED, DON'T SHOOT HIM! HATRED DON'T SHOOT ANYONE! LEAVE THE GUN! LEAVE THE GUN!

* Hatred looked up at the saws...no, he probably did something to make sure they wouldn't be stopped *

* He looked back to Admin *

Hatred: I'm sorry...

Admin: N-NO! NOOOOOOOO! P-PLEEASE! LET'S THINK ABOUT THIS! P-PLEASE! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

* Admin was trying to break free, Hatred closed his eyes...*

Hatred: I'm sorry...

* BAM! *

* ... *

* The Saws stopped...Admin was sitting in the chair. He looked like he was dead...*

* But then...he opened his eyes *

Admin: H-Huh?

* Admin looked forward at Hatred...*

* A large bullet hole was in his forehead, his arms rest upon the chair's "arms" *

Admin: N-No...

* Auto Message opened her eyes, she looked at Hatred *

Auto Message: Oh god...

* Suddenly, all the straps around them unlocked...*

Paradox Dream *Speakerphone*: What a fool...oh well. I think it's time I go now anyways~ = )

* Admin had got out of his seat, and walked to Hatred *

Admin: H-Hatred?

* Admin poked him *

* Hatred didn't move *

Admin: O-Oh no...H-He's...H-He's...

* Auto Message walked over *

Auto Message: ...

Admin: I killed him...i-it's all my fault...

* Hatred, had died*