In the very shadows of the Blood Church, the silhouette of a figure is seen touching another silhouette, and then, with in a blink of an eye, the silhouette of an explosion appears and the other silhouette is gone. However, the crew is unknowing of the explosion, and so they trek on up the stairs. With each step, a feeling of dread and evil slowly puts fear in each of their subconscious. In spite of this, they carry onward, ready to save the world.
Once they reach the top, a small door, which is similar looking to the grand door on the bottom floor of the room, greets their path. Nari steps forward and opens the door, and the entire crew is standing in both admiration and quick analysis of the sight before them. A vibrant town, with buildings made of blackstone bricks, and rivers, lakes, and beaches made of blood, the sand colored black. The dirt and grass beneath them is colored grey, and the animals seem to be demonic homunculi trying to take form of the most common livestock animals.
Nari and the team walk forward and eventually come face to face with a restaurant, and step in. The seats seem to be made of the skin of the homunculi, and the windows stained a bizarre mix of red, black, and grey. All the tables have tall candles, of which melt a bloodlike liquid, and the fire colored red.
(???)”Hello there! You ain’t from around here, are you?)
The group hesitates for a bit.
(???)”Clearly. Points to nametag The name’s Tammy, by the way. Ready to eat? I’ll order you the specials. Now come, follow me.”
The group follows Tammy to their table, and sits down at said table. Then, Tammy walks to the kitchen to prepare the food. While they wait, Sarah gets a mischievous idea, and, without missing a beat or showing any sign of hesitation for remorse, pokes Besnoff.
(Besnoff)”H-hey! Why’d you do that!?”
(Sarah)”Do what? trying not to laugh”
(Besnoff)”You…you poked me!”
(Sarah)”No I didn’t can’t hold in their laughter anymore“
After the whole debacle, the food comes out. The crew’s mouth waters like lakes, and once the food is plated on their table, they voraciously eat the food like no tomorrow (except for Besoff, he eats it politely). The taste of the food, the tanginess of the sweet & sour soup clashing with the sweetness, making a delectable taste of battle, the spicyness of the curry perfectly complementing the meat’s flavor, and the texture of the vegetables being tickled by the flavor of the salad dressing, makes their voracious eating seem worthless. Even the water tastes like it came from a glacier in Mount Everest and was blessed by the Pope, along with every archbishop and bishop.
After eating the food, the crew sits in complete satisfaction. But then, they all start wincing in pain, as the food slowly revitalizes their bodies, in a painful process. They yell, shield themselves, and kick until eventually the pain’s gone. After that, the crew feels completely renewed, as if they could run a whole marathon while studying for college.
But, just as they get ready to leave, a figure walks in. And they seem to dangerously eye the crew.
