Ambrosia wakes up in a dark damped place. She sees Arcadius sitting next to her. She only knows him when she and her father joined him, but she never got too close to him as he loves young female creatures. They are in some dungeon. She looks at Arcadius that looks like he has been through hell and back. She sees two other creatures in the dungeon with them.
"Well, if it isn't my beloved daughter who killed me!" She hears her father voice, and she shivers.
"Oh, your daughter joined us. Well, my son was getting a bit boring. We will have a new plaything now," She hears another voice.
"Where are we?" She asks Arcadius, who is shivering and sitting in a bundle naked.
"Our own personal hell," Arcadius says softly.
"You mean we are dead?" Ambrosia asks.
"Yes, I have been through hell
