Welcome back to Dragon's Torment. Last time, Dragnarok received a message seemingly from Blaze. Yet when we saw Blaze later on, she doesn't mention this. Is this some sort of dream? Is she keeping something from her friends? We will see as this goes on. But for now, our story continues...

"Blaze... Could it really be? This place has been filled to the brim with nightmarish creatures, so I really should be doubting this above all. But... something about this strikes me as real for some reason. I can't see it being otherwise. That had to be Blaze! But what did she mean about this "Gill House"? Where is that? Only one way to find out. I've got to get out of this shopping center, and get looking. There's no time to waste."

(Our story resumes as we left it, with Dragnarok trying to navigate this mall he's found himself in, currently being on the second floor, with the cacophony of companion voices still accompanying him)

No: So seriously, you've never been in a mall like this?

Dragnarok: We don't call them malls, we call them markets back home, and usually they're outdoor, not enclosed like this. It's still a common gathering place though.

Serpens: They seem like lovely places. A shame we have very little time for frivolities like this.

Deca: Mall, market, whatever you call them, they lose their luster after you've had to live in one. Trust me, I know. Personal experience.

No: Well, that got dark in a hurry. Here's hoping the co-author approves that little bit of backstory.

Dragnarok: (To himself) Is this part of the torment? Or am I just that unlucky?

(Dragnarok continues to try to find a way out of this place, knowing the front entrance leads right back out into an army of monsters ready to kill him. After a few minutes of walking, they come across a particular storefront, which appears to be selling, of all things, Dungeons and Dragons manuals. This causes Dragnarok noticeable distress, recalling an... incident from the past involving one of these manuals)

Dragnarok: Nope, nope, nope, not going near those again.

(As he leaves the sight of the storefront behind, that same tremendous roar erupts again, shaking the very foundation of the building, as well as shaking loose a portion of the floor he was standing on, sending him dropping down to the first floor.)

Astra: You okay?

Dragnarok: I've been through worse.

(As Dragnarok rises, we get an auditory glimpse of something to come, the sound of what seem to be crab legs skittering across the tile floor, the quick clacking getting Dragnarok's attention instantly)

Dragnarok: What was that?

No: No idea. Where's the string quartet when you need one?

(Having no time for No's jokes, Dragnarok starts to cautiously walk through this hallway, only to turn around swiftly as the noise returns.)

No: Okay, is the writer watching the Twilight Zone right now? Because this scenario is perfect for a Rod Serling narration, and it's freaking me out!

Dragnarok: Quiet. (Looking around) Something's here...

(Now a bit panicked, Dragnarok starts to move slowly through these halls, keeping his eyes pealed for whatever made that noise. And after a few minutes of this, the source indeed shows itself, now having caught sight of Dragnarok. And now we see the beast, a humanoid torso on what look like spider legs with a giant crab pincer for one arm and a giant clawed hand on the other, with two large pairs of dragon wings on it's back, neither of which are usable, and a head that simply contains a mouth with about seven rows of razor sharp teeth. Dragnarok lays eyes on the monster and is instantly horrified. Upon seeing him, somehow, the beast emits a roar of pure savagery, and tries to swipe at him using its dreadful claws. Dragnarok manages to dodge the swipe, before attacking it using every element he has, yet none of them work, meaning Fire must be it's weakness. Dragnarok tries this, but it doesn't work, he can only produce a bit of smoke before turning to run as the creature chases him down. After a few minutes of running, Dragnarok disappears off screen, but as we turn the corner, we find not him, but a new figure, a golden dragon with bright emerald eyes, running down a different corridor, and into the headquarters of the Element Guard)

?: Is it true?

Blaze: (Knowing the figure) Goldix, calm down.

Goldix: Calm down?! Dragnarok is missing and you expect me to just be calm?!

Shade: (Stepping forward) Actually, Goldix. Your timing is perfect. You might just be the key to finding him.

Goldix: What?

Blaze: (To Shade) Good idea! (To Goldix) Your Sight-Jacking. What Shade is suggesting is that you Sight-Jack Dragnarok.

Goldix: Seriously? After what I saw Sight-Jacking Sizzle, I'm not even sure I can handle that! (To Sizzle) You are in to some freaky stuff, lady! I'm not even going to ask what the handcuffs were for! (To Rokko) I pity you, dude.

Shade: (As Sizzle casts Goldix a sour look) That aside, this may be our only chance to locate Dragnarok and bring him back safely.

Goldix: (Sighs) Alright. But it doesn't work when I'm stressed. You'll need to give me a few minutes to get focused.

Blaze: Take all the time you need.

(As Goldix mentally steels himself to Sight-Jack the most powerful being he knows, our story ends for today)

And that seems like a good spot to end for now. Looks like things are getting scarier if Rod Serling is being invoked, but there's no political message here, just pure terror for the characters involved. So, what other horrors exist in this veritable madhouse of horrific sights? Tune in next time to find out. Same time... same channel... same horror...