What Taylor, always gave me, stuff I would never understand. But one day I would enter a labyrinth of evil, from where I would not be able to escape, without dying. Horror, that’s what I feared all my life, then one day, he took us to his home, the where he wanted us all to come, enter it, and sadly, die for him here a little. Later he would salvage us, bring us out of that evil room of his. I could have died, I experienced, how to put it, hell, over there. People just killing each other in a Gothic orgy, a blood bath of sorts. I’m never going back to that room, that hell.