Darkness.
It was all Maxwell saw. His path was encased in darkness, without a shred of light to contrast it. Only darkness reached his eyes, and only darkness remained in his heart.
A figure.
"Do not stray from your path," said a raspy voice. "It lies in darkness, lives in darkness, and remains in darkness. Sway, and you shall suffer the consequences. Resist, and you shall suffer the consequences."
The voices assaulted his ears like a tidal wave. It was difficult to concentrate. It was difficult to clear his mind.
Maxwell clutched his temples as he screamed in agony. The voices wouldn't go away. They encased his mind in darkness, triggering thoughts he wouldn't have dared to think of was he in a regular state.
It was terrifying.
Maxwell knelt, allowing tears to stream down his face. Suddenly, two figures appeared before him.