Cautious as ever, the three of them traveled down the hall. Visible claw marks on the walls only let Felix think about what the Bro could do to him sending shivers down his spine. Again he hoped that Piggeh was okay.

Funny how when he had played Amnesia that he had never worried about his bros before. Then again, the monsters only ever went after the player and not the objects. So was it true what Stephano said? That PewDie hadn't played for so long that the grunts gave up on looking for him and turned to them?

He shook his head. That was stupid. It was a game… right? This whole thing was still so confusing. Here they were, the bros that he made up in Amnesia, standing in front of him… and yet this was all from a game? It was all a little hard to comprehend.

Something caught up under his feet knocking Felix to the ground.

"PewDie?" Mr. Chair helped sit him up. "You gotta be careful."

He had been so deep in through that he had tripped over a wrinkle in the carpet. Felix stared at Mr. Chair for some moments, feeling that twisting deep in his gut again. When he couldn't take it anymore he let the other help him to his feet and continued following Stephano. Just like old times.

The trek was slow. With Stephano leading the way it let Felix look around. Everything was so… clean? At least compared to what the old castle should look like. It was hundreds of years old so why did it look like it had been revived?

A groan in front of them had the three stop. Felix's heart jump into his throat. His urge to flea was only stopped by Stephano's grip on his wrist.

Quite a ways down the hall opened a door and a beam of light flowed out into the hall. Piggeh stumbled from the darkness, candle holder in his mouth.

The group relaxed and Mr. Chair rushed over to the other. "Stephano, he's hurt."

He went over leaving Felix to catch up. "It's just a scratch. The bro?" Stephano pulled some cloth from a pocket out of Felix's view.

Piggeh allowed the brunette to take the candle before nodding to Stephano.

Silence ensued once more as the gold man wrapped the other's arm. With each passing second the candle slowly burned away. Every flicker of the light made Felix flinch. Fear of the light fading out and leaving them in the dark. The flood of emotions was almost too much. With everything that had been happening, it was a wonder the Swedish man hadn't fainted just from the sudden onslaught of it all.

"Is this the only scratch?" Stephano asked, his voice cracking the quiet.

Piggeh nodded again, good arm linked with Mr. Chair's.

"Mr. Chair, PewDie, you stay with Piggeh. Make sure he rests his arm for now."

"Wait, where are you going, Stephano?" Felix came to his side then, having felt in the way before. "You're not going out there, are you? You don't have your sword!"

Stephano's eyes were full of a hollow desperation that gave him that dead fish eye look. "Even with my sword, you can't kill them. The best you can do is hide and pray that they don't find you." He turned them toward the room. "I'll be back. Save as much of that candle as you can."

Felix spun around. "No! You're not doing this. Piggeh may be hurt and Mr. Chair can't run too fast with his leg… uh… you know… but I'm good! Let me go with you."

"No."

"Yes!"

"Felix, stop." Dark gold eyes locked on blue. "Just stop. I need you here. I work best alone."

Alone? "But we're a team."

"Were. We may be leaving here together but that doesn't mean…" he paused for a moment. "It doesn't mean it'll be like old times." Stephano looked into the room where Mr. Chair had sat Piggeh down at the desk to check out his arm. "I know you hate waiting around but just do as I say."

"No. I'm going with you. You may not feel the same, but I still say we're a team." Felix crossed his arms and glared at the statue.

With a defeated sigh, Stephano started down the hall. "Just remember, this place has changed a lot over the past year. Barrels… just keep an eye out for them. They've learned how to ambush." Passing several doors, Stephano stopped by one and pulled a key from a pocket hidden in his shirt. "Same for the statues, but they'll only hurt you if you get close to them. Don't even try to take their heads off, PewDie. Okay?" He stuffed the key in the lock and the door opened.

The loud creak that followed the moving door pierced the empty air. Felix stared down the stairs on the other side with a rock falling in his gut. If he had thought the darkness here was too much, the dark down there was unnaturally dark. An aura almost hung in the air giving off the heavy feeling of an unwanted presence before them that he knew wasn't there.

"Well?" Stephano's voice was the second loudest sound having been placed under Felix's heartbeat.

"Well what? You want me to go first?" The blonde stepped away from the door. "U-uh! You're the one who's supposed to lead the way. A-After you, Steph."

Stephano smiled before stepping forward into the darkness. It almost swallowed him up leaving a dull glow of yellow in the shadows to give away his position. As his eyes found the other again, Stephano's hand extended back out into the light. "Follow me."

Felix still felt incredibly anxious, but remembering how safe Stephano use to make him feel forced that anxiety away. He raised his fist pleased when the hand before him mirrored the movement. "To the end."

Stephano nodded and their fists came to meet between the dark and light.

The deeper they went the more Felix felt he'd never see light again. At the same time as that thought came to him it made the Swedish man guilty to remember that his bros hadn't seen light in over a year.

Finally after what felt like ages, the stairs ended with another door. This door opened without a key and they stepped into a much older looking part of the castle. Wood splinters covered the floor as well as several dark stains that Felix had a sneaking suspicion was blood. Once he actually looked around, then he could see the wood was from the several doors that no longer existed around them.

"The monsters all live down here. Except the Bro. He got upstairs before I could lock the door." Stephano started down the middle hall in front of them. "Not much else is down here… except the lantern. Everything else here is either rotten or torn to shreds and just useless."

Felix tripped numerous times on wood and rocks and even a skull at one point. "You don't know where the others are? If they're alive?" he asked, the last object having reminded him.

"I do know Jennifer is alive, but she comes and goes. Skully and Sven… I don't know."

"Wait, Sven? Who was Sven?" Felix thought for a bit. It was a familiar name, but what did he name that?

Stephano glanced back at him. "The Viking boat. You only met him once."

It hit him. "Oh! Sven! He's here too?"

"Everyone is. I told you this already."

"You didn't mention Sven before."

"There are a few I didn't mention."

Quiet followed. That type of quiet in Amnesia that is accompanied by static clicks and pops. It was a whole new level of fear when the emotions the character in the game felt are now your own. Looking into the empty void and feeling your vision waver with every step and the headache pounding away at the interior of your skull threatening to crack and tear away at the bone until it ripped your entire head in two.

Felix had to stop, leaving on the nearest wall he could reach.

"PewDie," Stephano's hand gripped his shoulder. "We have to keep walking. The brute or suitor will find us."

"Just… a sec. My head is killing me."

A vile was produced before him. "Drink," the golden man instructed.

Seeing the blue liquid, Felix knew it was a sanity potion so quickly downed the vile like a shot. It was bitter tasting. Well, more like it tasted ancient. The glass tube even had what felt like a layer of dust on it that made his lips feel greasy. But on the bright side, his headache was gone now. A few moments longer and his vision cleared up as well.

"Better?"

"Yeah. Sorry."

The other smiled again, a small action that was beginning to show up much more in the darkness. "It's okay. We've been here so long that we don't even feel the headaches anymore." He turned and started down the hall throwing back the comment, "I hope you don't have to get use to it too."

Felix ran after him easily catching up to his friend. "You know where the lab is right?"

"Of course. I was going to get the lantern and head back up. In and out." He stopped at the next corner, peeking around to check the halls. When he was satisfied with them, he continued down the right hall. "It's just up ahead."

He was right. There was a sign that read laboratorio. Having played Amnesia so frequently in his past, it was obvious to him that the room was the laboratory. Seemed easy enough. In and out, just like Stephano said.

They reached the door but the taller male stopped before he opened it.

It really was all too easy, wasn't it? Felix looked around but he could barely see in all the pitch black. There was nothing around them and no sound; just the eerie sense of something just out of your view staring back at you with a blank expression of impending demise.

Something grabbed Felix's wrist hard and yanked him further into the dark suddenly. He couldn't get a yell out when the impact to the ground knocked all the air from his lungs and left him sputtering for words. Lucky for him it had just been Stephano throwing him into the lab.

"What… was that… for…?!" he panted.

"Quiet." Stephano leaned heavily on the now closed door. "Don't… make… a noise…" His voice was just above a whisper, those familiar words sending shivers of anxiety through the room. Slowly he backed away from the door, then turned and grabbed the still gasping blonde and shoved him toward the back of the room. "Shh!" he hissed when Felix tried to speak.

He was shoved into a corner behind a bookshelf and left there when Stephano jumped away to hide elsewhere. A loud crash and crack of splintering wood had Felix choke on his breath. The loud groan that followed had goose bumps raise on his arms. It was the high-pitched groan of one of the more powerful monsters. His curiosity got the best of him as Felix peered out from behind the bookshelf. Immediately he regretted it when the brute came into view.

Head split open like an axe stuck in a block of wood, it meandered into the room swinging its head from side to side. Eyeless face looking every which way in the black abyss before it. The gaping wound in its head seemed strangely dry and yet looked freshly made at the same time. Almost as if it had healed immediately after being wounded leaving the new skin to show and teeth scattered around the opening like a mouth. Loud squeaks of its metal leg echoed into the room and the fainter sound of rattling chains tailed behind the deafening sound.

Felix felt his head pounding from staring at this strange creature that seemed so alien and yet familiar at the same time. He pushed himself back behind the shelf swallowing the vomit that found its way to the back of his throat. As the squeaks got louder the best he could do was turn his back to the room and shut his eyes tight. He wrapped his arms around himself hoping to stop his body from trembling.

True terror found him as a soft breath billowed against the back of his neck. His entire body went cold. Heartbeat pounded louder in his head than his earlier headache. Every part of him was itchy with fear that only grew with the second breath against his neck.

He risked looking back at what was there. He knew what it was without needing to look, but again his curiosity got the better of him and… again… he regretted it.

Felix let out a scream and punched the brute without a second thought. The impact hurt his hand probably more than it hurt the monster. It reared back raising the blade in its arm only to have a blinding light appear and the creature was thrown back away from him.

"This way, PewDie!" Stephano was there, lantern in hand and already running to the door.

Felix hesitated, but only for that moment before he was on his feet and after the one with the light. In all of his years alive he couldn't bring up another time where he had run this fast. His legs were tired even before he was running but the fear and adrenalin had him pushing harder the more tired he became. Easily he caught up with Stephano and took the lantern from him running past the golden man.

Stephano didn't fight him for the light source and kept up pretty easily with the Swed as he ran. "Next left!" the man called out and Felix took the next turn, sliding and hitting the wall but only to push off and keep running.

Finally the door to the stairs came into view. Felix was relieved and picked up the speed – if that was even possible – only to trip and tumble over himself for a few feet.

"PewDie!" Stephano slid to a stop and came back to him. "Come on! Get up! On your feet!"

That groan sounded again making Felix's heart stop. He pushed himself up leaning on Stephano for support. "I-I'm okay!" He gathered up the surprisingly durable lantern and they bolted for the door, slamming it behind them and then rushing up the stairs. Stephano had to yank Felix through the top door again, slamming it hard and locking it just as the brute reached the top of the stairs.

Both sat outside the door listening to the monster crash into it over and over.

"Is... uh… is that door going to hold?"

"It has been," the gold man answered. "If it's been holding him in there, then it should be fine." Dark yellow eyes looked over then. "How's your leg?"

Felix looked down. He had hit the ground hard, ripping his pants and showing where he had scraped up his leg. "It's okay. Not like we can do anything for it anyway."

Stephano stepped over, kneeling down and pulling more extra cloth from the pocket within his shirt. It was almost like a magic trick how much he kept pulling from inside there. "Helps to be prepared," he ventured almost as if reading Felix's thoughts. The man worked to wrap the fabric around his leg, over his pants. "It should be good for a while. Let me know if it starts hurting."

Well it already hurts, Felix wanted to say but bit his tongue and nodded. Yet again that feeling washed over him and he would have apologized about abandoning them had Stephano not suddenly grabbed the lantern and left back toward the room they'd left Mr. Chair and Piggeh in. Feelings hurt – even if Stephano didn't know he had done that – Felix lowered his eyes to the floor, got up and followed his friend down the hall.