Warning; This chapter includes rape

While Oliver's room was stark white this room is covered in thick grime leaving it looking like dried blood coating the entire room. But then for all Alfred knows it is blood caking the whole large room. Cautiously he steps forward scanning the darkened room. While Arthur warned that the place isn't real it feels and smells real. The smell surrounds him like a shroud; it's a mix of death, stale blood and cigarette smoke.

As he takes another step his foot hits what appear to be the remains of a human skull, "The fuck?" He jumps back instantly reaching for a pistol that's not there, "Shit…Hey Oliver get your strange ass out here but leave that cupcake in the oven." It's all he can think to yell as a lone lanky figure appears out from the shadows watching him as a cigarette dangles loosely from his lips. It takes him a moment to spot the disheveled man. The man's eyes are a dull blue that watch him as if staring into the younger man's soul. His blonde hair is long and untamed as well as the short beard it appears he's trying to grow. "Well you're not Oliver."

The man takes a long inhale on his cigarette, blowing the smoke in his direction, "No I'm not…"

"So who are you then?"

Again he takes a puff on his cigarette before answering, "Louis." Louis looks him up and down, "Hmm…"

Alfred takes a small step back, "Can I help you with something?"

"No but you're human aren't you?" It's not said out of disdain but lust that Alfred picks up on instantly.

"Sorry Dude but I don't exactly swing that way." He smirks thankful that in an even fight he's surely be able to gain the upper hand. "I mean we can talk if yah want…maybe about your clear cigarette addition."

Louis doesn't bat an eye as he takes another inhale, "Hmm you're a tone one…what's your rank?"

"Okay I'm Captain Alfred Jones of the starship-"

"So there are more of you?"

He can see the wicked delight flash across the other's face, "No there's only me…" At this moment he's thankful he listened to his gut and came alone. Whatever this man has planned for him is fine as long as it's just him. "So what are we gonna do? Cause I still have indigestion from that large ass cupcake thing I had the other night."

"Well that's a shame I guess…" Louis shrugs as a rumble shakes the room, "But then Pierre doesn't care…neither do I really."

"And who is Pierre?" He knows he shouldn't have asked when a large black tentacle appears above Louis' head. It pulses as a loud growl shakes the room. He swallows hard as he forces a smile, "Mr. Pierre I presume?"

"Oh you're a smart one…smarter than that commander was…" He mumbles with a sly smirk before turning his back to the human, "Pierre…don't break him yet."

Alfred stares up at the thing as Louis disappears into what looks like the wall beyond leaving him alone with this large demonic creature. "Well Pierre…looks like it's just you and me…" He swallows hard as it slithers towards him, "Now wait a second you large fucker." Alfred growls at it in some attempt to scare it off only to have it shoot forward wrapping it's tentacle around his neck squeezing slightly as it starts to pull him upwards into the air, "Nng!" He struggles as he grits his teeth glaring at it, "Let…go…of…me…asshole!"

Where these arms are coming from he has no idea but from his angle now high in the air it seems like they're just appearing out of the wall towards him. They wrap around his arms and legs before one starts to slide upwards towards his pants, "Hey…!" He struggles again not knowing if he should let the thing straggle him completely or not, "At…least by me fucking dinner first."

For a moment it stops, "What do you…agree?" It's grip tightens around his neck and soon the world starts to go black but before he passes out completely he feels it, a sharp strange pain from his rectum that makes his whole body scream out in pain. While every inch of him wants to let out a pained cry he bites his tongue knowing that's exactly what it and Louis wants. He can feel the pulsing thing crawl deeper and deeper in him as he struggles harder pulling at the arms holding him tightly. "No…you rat bastard I'm gonna…cut off your…tentacles and make…sushi!" As if it understands it stops confused by his anger before it throws him with all of its force to the floor in a heap, he hits his head hard on the metal floor before finally passing out. The last thing of this world he sees is the sight of his own pool of blood and the smell of cigarette smoke.

Arthur has seen dozens come back from Louis wake up screaming, crying or praying to a god that never comes. They awaken in pure fear but to his surprise Alfred wakes up with a start, "Alfred…"

The human blinks as his breathing quickens and before he can say a word he turns towards the floor and quickly vomits all over it, "Oh fuck…that…that was…" He's actually surprised he has anything in his stomach since he's sure he hasn't eaten since he's arrived here.

"It was a dream."

"No the fuck it wasn't! Cause if it was my ass wouldn't feel like it does right now." Alfred manages to say between heaves. Romano is suddenly right beside him helping him back on the bed once there's nothing left to vomit up, "Arthur…"

Romano turns towards the shorter blonde, "I agree with the human bastard what aren't you telling us you motherfucker?" He's watched as the rest of his crew wasted away before dying even his own lover wasted away to nothing and he was powerless to stop it. Before he was too ashamed and honestly afraid to ask but now his rage is finally boiling over and he won't take it anymore. "Well!?"

"Oh now you want answers!?" Arthur glares at them, "You didn't want them, months ago when the others were dying! No you'd sit here and watch like I've done!" His jade eyes harden as tears form at the edge of his eyes.

"Don't you talk to me like that you motherfucking Britalian!" Romano is on his feet before Alfred takes his arm, "What!?"

Alfred wipes his mouth with his sleeve, "Arthur start at the beginning…we're big boys we can take it. Hell I would have liked to know before I met that thing and you made a promise…" He forces a smile if only for the other man not to start crying. "What…is this place?"

The Britalian can tell Alfred's completely drained and shaking in pain so he'll take it slow, "Alright…fine…this place is honestly hell…"