A low, guttural growl rumbled through the asylum. The very walls seemed to converge, pressing in, suffocating. Panic surged through them as they sprinted towards the exit, only to find themselves in another labyrinthine hallway. A grotesque package lay discarded on the floor. Inside, a chilling note lay nestled beside a photograph of their entire group, including Alice. A wave of icy dread washed over them.

A raspy whisper, chillingly familiar, echoed behind them. "Let us die… let us die…" Aiden, his vacant eye sockets a horrifying sight, swayed before them, his form dissolving into nothingness. Terror seized Alex and Able.

They stumbled into the basement, where a monstrous entity, its form obscured by shadows, stood before them. In its maw, Aiden's severed head bobbed grotesquely. This was the same malevolent presence that had tormented Oliver. Able let out a strangled cry as an unseen force pierced his neck. Blood erupted, staining the floor crimson. As Alex rushed to his aid, a searing pain erupted in his leg. He crumpled to the ground, a guttural scream escaping his lips.

When he regained consciousness, he found himself tethered to a chair, the asylum eerily silent. The chair, defying gravity, began to ascend, gliding down the tenebrous hallway like a specter on silent wings. Plummeting down the unforgiving staircase, he was impaled upon a grotesque carpet of spikes, each one a cruel harbinger of his agonizing demise. Terror, cold and absolute, consumed him as he accepted his fate just before his body came crimson with blood.