I'm back here again. The restroom near the basement. The floor's wet with Twitch's latest escape to come get me. To attempt to drag me away from the people that cared most. Banging can be heard in the distance. My instincts come as I slam the door out and storm outside to the same scene that haunts me. Mom by the staircase below while dad was at gunpoint by a thug above her in a dark and desolate room. They all stare at each-other, guns ready to use. I can't do anything. I couldn't do anything. I only phased through as the monstrosity unfolds, just like always.

I try to restrict my eyes from closing again.

"Remember what happened," I repeat to myself. "They were there in that lab. They won't die. They couldn't have died." Slowly, painfully but surely, I kept them opened.

3 gunshots. I saw 3 gunshots in the basement, but none of them were lethal. 2 of them from my Mom as they merely clanged against the thug's metal prosthetics while 1 is shot at my mother's leg. She falls down immediately, trying desperately to get up with her arms as the men slowly came down.

"Mom!" I scream as I run up to her. "We'll get you out! I pro-"

The arms went through her, unable to touch her...

"Hmph! You think you could escape me! We've been searching for you for ages..."

I turned around to see a dark shadow looming on top of me, only created by the light behind him. The light from the door upstairs. It looked like a gas mask and a hextech arm.

"Let's go.." he reach out for her. I.. I couldn't let him!

"NO!" I shout, throwing my fist blindly at his face, but I end up hitting the wooden stairs behind him. Suddenly, dim light filled the room. I took out my hand and found it filled with cobwebs and dust. The basement was never in such a condition. I look around. Behind me are the 2 body lines where I found them. Or.. I think I found them.. Blood was splattered across the wall. Yellow police tape lined everything. The doorways, windows, everything. Then a voice echos in my head. Screeching

"Where were you... SAVE US!"

I jolt awake to the dripping of sewage and the snoring of the plague rat next to me. I look around in astonishment and confusion. "Where was I..?" I repeat. I look to the entrance of the small lair. "The bodies.." I mumble to myself. "Only 1 way to find out."

No one seem to be in the catacombs. Then again, why would anyone be in this haunting dark labyrinth of this time of day. As soon as I arrive, I popped out of the pipes and ran inside, desperate for answers. When I enter the room, I saw the picture of my parents atop of their coffins with a small, dated cupcake before it. It was supposed to be for mother's day. I spent so much time on that. So much precious time..

I place the picture and the gift on the floor as quietly as possible. He touched the coffin, only to stop. I can't imagine their faces when they were dead. Never again. He always stayed awake in his first nights with Twitch because of them. I can't waste any more time. I slowly lifted the lid to find them, pale, limp, and emotionless. I stepped back in shock as turn my face away from it all.

"C'mon ZAC.." I said to myself. "I can't keep doing this.. No more running.." I slowly turned back at them and began to focus on details. I've seen my fair share of dead bodies. They usually look.. decayed. Stiff. My "parents" in question were neither of the 2. I slowly hardened my finger until the end was sharp as a needle. My hands shook as I pointed at my dad's stomach. I closed my eyes as I shoved it into his skin, feeling the blood. I took it out and looked away from the corpses. My finger was... blue! Not red, but blue.. Blood isn't supposed to look like this... A body supposed to look like this..

Suddenly, skittering echoed through the twisted catacombs. No one should be here at this time. I quickly ran to a crack on the wall and hid there. Something tickles my skin. Crawling on my green flesh with their wet, furry legs. When they hit my antenna, I jump out, shaking my head and running out of the crack, shooing them off quickly and harmlessly. I glanced at them, only to see 20 roaches. After seconds of recovering, I look back to see them all pointing towards the pipe. The pipe where I came from. The pipe that goes from Twitch's lair to the vast tombs of Zaun. Something's wrong.. Very wrong. Oh no.

I go back into the pipe and storm quickly into the hostile sewers where my captors finally breached another level. Another level closer to me and Twitch's home.