[right][h2][color=8493ca]Caught in a Snare[/color][/h2][@Stanifly][@DaftJive][@Tlazolteotl][/right]

[color=8493ca]Damien's eyes remained fixed on the table. His leg began to shake. He almost didn't catch what Vicis had to say.[/color]

[color=39b54a][b]"But you were born - or however you were made - in Hell, yes? One would think you would have the upper hand over the mortals cast down there."[/b][/color]

[color=8493ca][b]"Yeah,"[/b] Damien said in a low voice. [b]"You would think."[/b] His leg bounced faster. Only bits and pieces of what Silas said made it into Damien's conscious awareness.[/color]

[color=808080][b]"...[i]is[/i] there a ranking system? ... chaos 'nd shit down there... organized torture or whatever...if there's a ranking system it still prolly sucks..."[/b][/color]

[color=8493ca]Damien sat quietly for a moment, then spoke again with rising intensity. [b]"Yeah,"[/b] he said, a small dose of mania creeping into his voice. [b]"Yeah, there is. And we're trash. We’re just [i]trash,[/i] made by some Sin to do their bidding. Heck, Belphagor is only ever too asleep or too high—-or both—-to even [i]think [/i]about to rest of us in Sloth!”[/b] Damien let out a panicked laugh and steadied himself with a hand to his head. He seemed to be looking beyond the scene in front of him. His claws gripped at the base of his horn. [b][i]"Humans[/i] come before us. Can you believe it? [i]The Sinners[/i] have more rights than anyone in Hell who isn't royalty. Because Hellborn like me? We were made to [i]serve."[/i][/b]

The vines that hung from the plants above began to grow longer. Their stems slowly morphed into heavy links. By the time they could reach Damien, they resembled chains. But Damien took no notice.

[b]"I'm supposed to be [i]dead,[/i] ya know."[/b] He took a few breaths on the edge of hyperventilating. His leg continued to shake. [b]"I [i]killed[/i] myself. I'm supposed to be [i]dead.[/i] And I'm [i]supposed[/i] to have gotten away from [i]him!"[/i][/b]

The bar surrounding the three men began to fall away, with all other tables and patrons disappearing into darkness. Again, Damien didn't seem to notice. He didn't notice the lights in the distance dimming and going out. He didn't notice as the chain-like vines settled across his shoulders and snaked down his legs.

[b]"What the [i]fuck[/i] else am I supposed to do?!"[/b] His eyes were wild as he spoke, almost shouting. His breathing transitioned into panting. [b]"It doesn't fucking matter what I do, it- Nothing matters, I'm just [i]stuck[/i] here in this-"[/b] Tears began to form at the corner of his eyes. [b]"And I didn't do nothing, I didn't [i]ask[/i] to be created, I-I try my best to be [i]better[/i] than this, and what does it fucking get me?!"[/b]

Then, a deep voice echoed through the missing bar, ringing in a sing-song tone.[/color] [color=000000][b][i]"Damien."[/i][/b][/color]

[color=8493ca]Damien looked up at the sound, his eyes wide and his movement stopped. [b]"Oh my god."[/b] In a split second, the chains tightened and jerked Damien up into the darkness past where the ceiling would be.[/color]

[color=808080]━━━━━━ ◈ ━━━━━━[/color]

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Silas and Vicis are now part of Damien's Catharsis 😈 All other characters do not perceive any of this.

Damien's auditory hallucinations/memories are now shared with anyone in his Catharsis.

They can't see Damien anymore.

Silas can see Damien as a baphomet if you want [@DaftJive], but it's not required.
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