User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2016-2017/@comment-27161581-20170417231104

Phantomenia hops down from the bed to stand with the others, cherries finished, and ready to go.

''With a growing smirk Cold Cash leads Decibelle out the door, and into a dark and poorly lit hallway. Compared to the elaborate trappings of Decibelle's prison, this hall look like something out of a horror film. As the ponies walk, Specter, and his identical companion fall in behind Decibelle.''

''After a thankfully short walk, Cold Cash opens one of the doors, and then a second one, which leads into a warm, empty room. Thick padded material covers the walls, and the spartan white color, makes it look something out of an old mental asylum.''

Cold Cash glances at the other Specter, strangely not the one Decibelle was looking at.

Cold Cash: "How thick?"

Specter?: ".... Four."

Cold Cash: "Humph...Too much."

Finished with cryptic remarks Cold Cash turns to Decibelle.

Cold Cash: "In you go."