Dan felt as though he was burning. Blistering in fact. But some how the blisters felt cold, cold enough to scorch his heart.

He could not open his eyes. He got up and walked, smashing into what felt like pillar after pillar. Once he did so, they seemed to disapparate, as if destroyed by Dan's touch, turning to smoke.

This continued until he ungracefully fell on something soft.

And moving.

"Fuck off! Fuck off!" A voice screeched. "What the fuck are you? And who the fuck do you think you are?"

The voice belonged to Joe, but Dan did not know this.

Dan stayed still, pinning the body to the floor. "Where am I?" He whispered, his voice full of fear.

"How the fuck do you think I'm supposed to know! I can't even fucking see!" The body replied, it's voice sounded squished.

Dan stood up and slowly brought his hands to his eyes. There was something wet, but solid, sticky but smooth, over them. He touched them lightly, and it whisped away, alike the pillars which he had walked into many a time.

Confused, he told the body to do the same, but no effect was made.

"What a fuck load of use you are, you fucktard." Growled Joe, obviously pissed off.

Dan felt Joe's face, which earned him a punch, but he did manage to rid him of the substance over his eyes.

They looked around uneasily.

The room seemed to stretch out for miles, it was huge and most certainly unwelcoming. It was light, and they could easily see, but there did not seem to be an obvious light source; there were no windows, no lightbulbs, it all seemed to be shifting in from the walls.

The walls where the same colour, same consistency of whatever horror had taken them to this place, silver yet a dull grey, made of stone yet smoking away in a gentle breeze.

Except there was no breeze. The walls were alive, shimmering to the left and then to the right, as if breathing.

Dan looked at Joe, who was the human reincarnation of pure unadulterated fear. "Fuck" He spat.

Dan looked disapprovingly, as if a parent who had caught his child smoking. "You need to stop swearing. It doesn't help one bit, does it?"

All that that earned him was another "Fuck".

Joe suddenly remembered that Georgia and Filip had been touched by the figures, and realised they must be in the same place as him.

"Georgia? Filip?" Joe shouted, and he ran over to find the two of them huddled in the corner, whimpering and shivering. "Oi. You. Do that thing you did to me." Dan sighed and softly touched their eyes, allowing them to see. "Did you come with anyone?" Joe asked Dan.

"I don't know. I wasn't alone when.." He shuddered "it happened. But I don't know whether he came with me or whatever." Dan looked sadly at Joe, Filip and Georgia, and it dawned on him that the two were identical. "Wait... what are your names? Might as well know. I'm Dan." Joe pointed to each of them and said so. "So.. you're 'fuckman' and he's Filip, and she's Georgia." He joked, trying to lighten up their moods.

It did not work.

"Help me. Help me please." A voice cried. Dan ran over, knowing instantly it was Phil. He cupped his face in his hands, ridding Phil of the awful matter on his eyes. As soon as Phil could open them, Dan kissed him slowly, longingly, the two of them filled with a short burst of joy to see each other once again, which was quickly replaced with a horrid dread.

"Is.. is anyone there?" Another voice said.

"Oi. Dan. You do that thing whilst I find others." Joe commanded, and Dan did just that.

Altogether, they found 6 boys and another 4 girls. They all looked the same age as Dan, and he helped them all up, and when they had all calmed down slightly, and were able to see, everyone sat in a circle in the middle of the room.

"Right. There are..." He counted every head he could see "There are 14 of us." He stopped, as if to think of what to say next "and we all have come about coming here the same way, right?" He asked the group "you were all somehow zapped here by a creepy smoke statue, yeah?" He was replied with a large chorus of "yeah"s. "So we all need to get along and somehow work together, in what ever way we can to get out of this god forsaken place."

Everyone nodded, relieved that there was someone who could take the lead.

"Now... It seems we are going to be spending a lot of time together, so we might as well get to know each other." He gestured towards Joe, and then gestured around the circle, telling Joe to start everyone off.

Joe cleared his throat. "Hi... my name is Joe Harries and I am 20 years old. Umm... My birthday is the 13th of May... umm... this is my twin brother Filip." He gave up, not knowing what to say, and looked at his brother.

"Yep. As Joe said, my name is Filip and I am a twin. This is my girlfriend Georgia." Georgia did not move, she stayed in Filip's arms, and looked into space. "She is in shock at the moment. So... yeah.. What about you?" He asked to the girl sitting on his right.

"Hi... my name is Carrie... Carrie Hannah Fletch. I'm 21 and my birthday is October the 22nd." She passed it on the two guys sitting on her right.

"Hi. My name is Charlie Kendall. I am 25 and my birthday is the 2nd of October... I.. well.. I am gay.. This here is my boyfriend PJ."

PJ cleared his throat. "My name is PJ Liguori and I am 23 and my birthday is the 11th of December."

"No worries." The two boys next to him said. "I am Tyler Oak and this is my boyfriend Troy. I am 24, and my birthday is the 22nd of March."

"Yep. Hi. I'm Troy Smith, I am 18, and my birthday is the 5th of June."

"Hey. I'm Alfie Day. I am 19. My birthday is the 17th of September. This is my girlfriend Zoe." Zoe, like Georgia, was frozen. Alfie continued for her. "She is Zoe Sugg. Her birthday is 23, and her birthday is the 28th of March."

"Hi. My name is Kasper Leigh. I am from South Africa, and I am 19 and my birthday is the 24th of April. This is my girlfriend Gabby Jones."

"My birthday is the 11th of February. I am 18." Gabby looked at Dan.

"Hi. my name is Dan Howell, I am 22 and my birthday is the 11th of June. This is my boyfriend Phil."

"Hey. My name is Phil Lester. I am 27, and my birthday is the 30th of January."

Georgia, who had been quiet before, let out a huge scream.

One of the figures was directly behind Dan.

He turned around and swept his hand into it's torso. It was cold and wet, yet scorching hot, solid and sticky, yet smooth.

As soon as Dan touched it, it disappeared, like the substance had on his eyes, and like the pillars had when he had walked into them.

They all screamed, as when Dan turned around, his eyes were silver, blazing like the sun.