Elijah had awoken but had no recollection of the place he was standing in. It was a box that was completely white except for a minuscule black dot on the ground. He looked around for an exit but to no avail. There was no escape he was stuck in a dream land. Elijah sat down crossing his legs like he was used to then closed his eyes. Out of nowhere there was laughter echoing throughout the room. Elijah opened his eyes and to his surprise there was a little boy with black hair and red eyes who looked like a younger version of Elijah. The boy was wearing white lab clothes and had chains tied to his arms and legs.

"Do you want to play again?" He asked Elijah

"Play again? I don't think we've met"

"Oh but we have, after all we just had a fun time playing before you killed me" Elijah's head felt an electric shock run through it. He had thoughts and memories that were not his own. In the memories was the boy laying on a surgeons table. He was screaming and the doctors were cutting him open at his chest with a scalpel and put a big black crystal that was oozing shadows into the boy’s heart. There was more screaming while the boy thrashed about on the table only to be held back by leather straps cuffed around his head, wrists and ankles. The table had blood trickling down onto the floor. Then without warning there was an explosion that filled the room with black flames. The doctors all flayed out on the floor none moving, non-breathing. The boy got off the table thanks the incinerated straps and looked directly into a mirrored wall and said a name.

"Mictlantecuhtli"

The memories faded from his consciousness and when he looked down the minuscule black dot had grown to cover the whole area a which he stood.
"Mr. are you alright?" Elijah looked up to see the boy staring at him. No, not at him straight through him.
"What's your name" Elijah inquired.
"My name? I don't have one" The boy responded. Elijah looked at the boy closer. It was the first time anyone had really caught his attention. 
"What are you?" Elijah questioned
"Me? Well I am nothing more than an ugly monster" This time the boy's voice had sunk to a low monotone voice that echoed throughout the room. Just as fast as Elijah could blink the boy had grown one horn from the side of his head and had black mist pouring off of him. He walked closer to Elijah. When the boy was within an arm's length he reached out and grabbed Elijah's throat like a snake striking its prey and squeezed harder and harder, choking him Elijah's vision went blurry then there was black.