"You have to... what?!" Fiddlesticks almost lost it again. I could feel the mirth flooding through her body as my mind parasite took further root in her mind, weaving it's tendrils to every part of her very soul. With each passing moment, each trap, each embarrassment Fickle suffered... it grew.

The journey continues

I watch as they walk the endless staircase. I say endless as I looped it, for now. I needed time to reset the traps and alter the second floor to my world to fit my plans. I watch as they begin to grow wary and confused, less sure of themselves.

Ah it seems I finally have company today. It's been a while since any adventurer has graced the halls of my dungeon.

I suppose that's what I get for manifesting it so far out in the middle of the deep forest. Keeps the rabble out though and allows me to ... really enjoy who comes to visit.