Ultimate Doom
The pair trekked through the dripping caverns of twisted flesh until they came to face a horrific structure. Before them stood a mighty skull, its jaws held apart as though wailing in anguish. Green flames flickered in the black pits of its eye sockets. All beyond the teeth was untouched by light, as not even it chose to enter the portal of pure evil.
"Well, this sure looks promising," sarcastically spat Z'lupe.
"Dun it?" cheerfully agreed Bimblesnaff, rubbing his hands together in anticipation. As he began to step forward, he was choked on his own necklace. "Gyak! Hey, hey, now, Z. If ya're scared an' all, I understand, but hold me tight, then, not that."
"No, stupid, that wasn't what I was doing," she blandly droned out as though she had said it a thousand times before when really it was two thousand. Still with her arm held out rigidly, now no longer pulling in Greenborne but pushing to keep him at bay as he tried to reach out to her, she continued with her, what should have been, obvious explanation. "Doesn't his gateway seem a little too creepy, even for this place? I don't like the looks of it."
"Oh, now be rational," ironically stated the Four Finger Fiend. "Just come to me and all will be right." Kelly's stare tensed. "Er, and by which I mean the good treasures are always kept behind the scariest doors. Only a fool would want to go in there." Her stare continued to grow fiercer. "What? I ain't a fool. I'm shrewd fer seein' through the deception." By this point, her gaze could not worsen any more unless flames were to leap from her eyes. "Well, I'm still goin'." Haughtily turning up his nose, he marched into the black abyss. Only a brief few moments passed before the lunatic could be heard screaming, "What the crap! Aaarrrggg!" Rolling her eyes, Kelly braced her crossbow in hand and charge out after him. Expecting the worst things imaginable, she was blinded by a dazzling light and haunted by the sound of... birds chirping?
"What the crap?" she echoed. "We're... outside?" She looked about the grassy mead they had emerged onto, filled with colorful flowers beneath the warm, blue sky. Behind them stood a jagged rock face with a gaping, black hole in its side.
"Seriously, what gives?" demanded Greenborne. "I wanted death an' treasure!"
"What? You two actually went through all of it? Get out!" exclaimed the ominous voice from no where. "Most people gave up long before you did. You must really be stupid."
"Wait, all of that was... for nothing? At all?" Z'lupe pulled out some of her hair. "How long were we wasting time in there? Maybe a week or two? And then it just ends? This abruptly? You said it had no end."
"Well, yeah... but that just sounds scarier than the truth," confessed the presence. "No one wants to endanger themselves in the finite tunnels of Doom. Few enough want to try it when it is infinite."
"Wait, maybe this is just a hurtle within the twisted underworld," Z'lupe tried to dream up. "What if one of the most terrible horrors is lulling us into a false sense of security with a guise of the real world when, really, we are still in those dank halls and only think we are free."
"But... we'd essentially still be free," commented the fiend as the scenario hurt his brain to think about.
"Yeah, that ... does not really make much sense," agreed the voice, "although it would have been better than just a plain exit. Geez, I wish there was something like that here. It might make Doom not entirely suck. I do not suppose you could just pretend that is what happened? Make this fun again?"
"So," broke in Bimblesnaff, "ya're an ass?"
"Yeah, pretty much," admitted the voice. "Well, be sure to come back. Bring your friends."
"Joke's on ya! I dun got any," informed the maniac with a cutting edge, masking the deep pain he felt upon realizing how true his own words were. Luckily, he knew how to counter the disheartening sense of failure.
"Let go of those!"
"Shut up, Z," he snapped at his manhandled partner. "Now, this is what I call a happy endin'."