Ghor joined me the other day, all shattered and broken. His body was completely thrashed, and his giant robotic suit was missing.

"What happened to you?" I asked as his left eye sparked, ending his sight in that socket.

"I... hurt... Samus... I can't believe I did that..." he spoke the words hoarsely and hung his head as he sat. "I told her that she would be corrupted, and that this power was great... But then we started to fight... And then..." he trailed off, trying to remember something.

"Dark Samus. She took us," I said, staring around the black. "we're trapped inside her right now." I reached forward, placing my hand on his shoulder and changing subject. "She beat you up pretty bad, didn't she?"

He looked up at me. "I'd say you're worse!" Ghor gestured towards my gushing wounds. "My injuries probably don't hurt as bad as yours!"

I shrugged. "It's just a few scars. Besides, I deserved it." I sighed, placing my hand on my face, blood covering my fingers as it ran endlessly. "I wasn't in control of what I was doing, almost like I was being manipulated."

Ghor seemed deep in thought. "That's interesting... I wasn't. I knew what I was doing. Like throwing Samus's ship at her and yelling, 'Catch!'"

"Well so did I," I paused, staring at him. "You threw her ship at her? What kind of jerk are you?"

He laughed, which brightened my spirits a bit as well. "Hey! I was corrupted, and crazy, so it's not like I would do that to her if I were normal!" We both laughed for a few moments, stopping as the sorrow of this place kicked in again.

"What are we going to do, Rundas? I mean, are we dead or not?" Ghor asked, glancing around the inky black that sat silently around us. "If we are, then why aren't we... you know..."

"In Heaven or Hell?" I finished, thinking about human beliefs of the afterlife. "I'm not sure... Maybe because we were so bad... this is our punishment. I'm not sure if it's good or not."

"I think it sucks," Ghor complained, standing up. "Is there anything else around here than just black?"

I stood as well, looking around. "I don't think so, but it's worth a shot just exploring. What else is there to do here, anyway?"

"I agree. Let's go." Ghor nodded and started limping. I noticed his right leg was badly split.

"Here, let me help," I said, letting the robot place his arm around my broad shoulders, enabling him to walk a little better.

"Why are you so nice all of a sudden?" Ghor asked as we padded along the darkness. "You were the most big headed, cocky snot I'd ever seen before." He looked at me.

I chuckled because now I realize those labels were true. "Maybe this place is doing me some good. I feel... different somehow... from when I was out in the real world."

Ghor smiled. "That's great, Rundas. You know, I wouldn't be surprised if we ever got out of this place."

I was slightly puzzled. "Why do you say that?"

"If Samus ever defeated Dark Samus... Wouldn't we be free of her? Aren't we inside her right now?"

I nodded. "Seems logical. But if we never leave, we'll have fun with whatever happens, right?"

He smiled again. "Of course."