It was cold. And dark. Rosanna couldn't see a thing. Try as she might, there was nothing but emptiness. Nothing but fear. *Description is a WIP* Death was imminent for the friends of Joey Graceffa. Of course, they didn't know that until it was too late. Trapped in a state of purgatory, the only hope of peace or even escape rests in the hands of the survivors who want to forget and the Savant who got them into this mess in the first place.