Blood On Your Hands

Cathy wakes up and finds herself in her cage. The dungeon is as cold as ever. Even more cold than she has ever known. At least this time, she has some clothes on along with a blanket right next to her.

As she opens her eyes, the image in front of her un-blurs.

It is Luigi. Looking grim and looking grave.

"You have blood on your hands Cathy," he says as the grim expression grows stronger, "You have blood on your hands. You keep messing with people's lives. She's dead because of you. My guards are dead because of you"