Why is it so dark? Why can't I breathe? Hello? Someone there?

''Well what about you?'' Dauntless spluttered out, hoping Arrogance was joking. The look on his face remained serious, however.

'Well, duh, I'm gonna kick his ass.'

"How many times do I have to tell you?" Dauntless groaned. "Your. Arm's. Crushed."

Only then did Mark realise that Arrogance's right arm was bent at a funny angle that made Mark cringe.

'And that's stopping me? Please, I was fighting that guy with a twisted ankle and I was the one who froze him.'

"Froze?" Mark tilted his head in confusion like a curious child.

The two emotions glanced at each other for a moment before turning to Mark.

"I distracted Anger while Arrogance tazed him. He was immobilised for a short while, but he's back on his feet now."

'SEE? I AM AWESOME!'

Dauntless sighed and slapped his forehead. "I can't even bother bein' put up with this guy anymore."

Arrogance just pouted his lips in annoyance before putting his ear against the dungeon wall, listening for any indication of Anger's location.

'I… Think he's nearby…' Arrogance muttered.

A look of shock spread across his face.

'And teleporting…' He whispered in a voice that Dauntless and Mark could barely hear.

'Guys, follow the keychain; it leads to the exit.' Arrogance said, taking his ear off the wall. 'And besides, go find intelligence, he's the one who-'

Before Arrogance could finish his sentence, a taller silhouette appeared behind him, making Mark jump out of his skin.

Anger flung an arm around Arrogance's neck, squeezing his windpipe. Dauntless grabbed Mark's arm, and without a second thought, threw him further away from the danger. Mark's vision was fuzzy for a few seconds before his vision cleared, taking a good look at what's going on between the three emotions. Dauntless was strong, and he and apparently thrown Mark over twenty feet away from the conflict, making him safe for now. Arrogance was attempting to choke Anger, clinging on his back and wrapping his working arm around his neck and squeezing. Dauntless glanced at Mark one final time before turning to the fight, yelling something at Arrogance.

Anger screamed in fury as he reverse rammed (Is that even a thing?) Arrogance into a wall with such intensity that one of Arrogance's ribs got smashed. They even heard a crack that made Mark's mouth form into a shocked O shape.

Dauntless ran towards him, aiming a roundhouse kick at his abdomen, only to feel a fist grab his ankle, and swing him face first into a wall like a club.

Then Anger focused towards Mark, but Arrogance leaped up onto his back once again, biting his ear and trying to rip it off. Dauntless picked himself up from the ground, clutching his bleeding nose as he stood up. Anger screamed at the annoying arrogant fly, thrashing around and banging his back on the wall several times, but arrogance persisted, continuing to try and rip his ear off.

Anger grabbed Arrogance's crushed arm, and he screamed as he twisted it around, white hot pain surging through the right side of his body. Dauntless didn't hesitate to clench his fist and punched Anger in the temple, revealing his blood covered face, and while Anger was distracted, Mark found a black piece of metal lying on the ground near him. He picked it up, and examined it. it was a rectangle the size of his hand, with pure metal teeth at the end.

He realised it was a taser.

Meanwhile, at the battle, Dauntless was having no luck facing off against the taller emotion, who blocked his attacks with sheer force, almost breaking Dauntless' fist.

Mark hesitated before sneaking over to the battle while Anger's back was turned, too focused on the two emotions.

Arrogance almost bit Anger's ear off when the brainwashed, former emotion started to thrash around even more violently, Arrogance riding Anger like a rodeo bull.

When Anger was about to turn around, Mark snatched his chance and jabbed the taser into Anger's lower abdomen, and he froze.

He wasn't moving.

"Did I… Freeze him?" Mark stammered at the two.

Arrogance and Dauntless just stared.

'Where did you get that?' Arrogance blurted out after a few seconds of silence.

"On the floor?"

'Oh, right, it must've fallen out of my pocket.'

'Great job Mr. Organised, if it weren't for ya, my fist would still be alright.' Dauntless grumbled sarcastically as he clutched his left wrist, blood stained teeth clenched in pain. He probably fractured his wrist, but he looked like he would deal with it, despite the pain.

'Right. Mark, you still got that keychain?'

"Yep." He replied, glancing at the key that floated calmly in front of him. It was facing forwards.

"C'mon guys, dere's about five minutes before Anger returns to normal, let's run." Dauntless held out both his arms, gesturing for the two to grab on. Arrogance limped towards him, and both grabbed on.

Dauntless kept an eye on the keychain that floated while sprinting through the corridors, watching out for any walls. Arrogance tried not to let his bad ankle touch the ground, while Mark's eyes were clenched shut, not risking temporary blindness, especially not with that brainwashed emotion patrolling the halls.

Three minutes left.

Dauntless counted in his head as he followed the keychain. This place was surprisingly big, did all this come with Anti? He never really left his cell, and he just recalled Darkness before waking up chained and ready to be sentenced to death.

Two minutes left.

"HURRY UP!" Arrogance screamed at Dauntless, but he just ignored him.

Thirty seconds left.

The key was pointing straight ahead, and Dauntless smiled.

He eventually saw a door, and slowed down, getting Mark ready to open it.

Mark knew what to do, jamming the keychain into the door.

Only to feel a wave of pain wash over him. It was all played in horrible silence, everything became quiet for a few moments, and the next thing he knew, he was on the ground, with Dauntless shaking him and yelling if he was alright.

Arrogance touched the silver door handle, and yelped. He stepped back a few steps despite the radiating pain in his ankle, and stared at his left hand since his right was too damaged to clutch it.

'It's a password…' Arrogance mumbled in a despondent tone as he stared at the handle. It was locked, but with the password that was required, they couldn't get through.

'Guys, we have the wrong keychain, the password's not on there.'

"YOU'RE KIDDING!" Dauntless screamed as Mark sat up, clutching the keychain.

Ten seconds left before Anger was up on his feet.