Ublazrob stepped out into a new room. It'd been a long and boring journey and he wasn't finding anybody. So much disappointment. So much rage. He was so angry. He wanted to punch Willis right in the big giant eyeball. He sighed as he walked along the floor.

This room was strange. The walls were covered in these weird devices. And it was too hot. Hotter than anywhere else down here and that was saying something. The heat was making him really irate. Ublazrob snarled as he brushed the sweat off his head. It was making him woozy. He stumbled a bit here and there and-

*click*

He felt considerably weaker since that turret attack. This couldn't be good for him. So annoying. So much...rage.....so much........heat......

He fell to the ground as the devices on the room powered up. They were heaters. Electronic heat generating devices. And the walls were lined with them. They were all glowing red and orange. He looked around at the doors and screamed.

He couldn't make that run. It was too hot.

He yelled out again in pain. Too much....heat.....

It was unbearable...he felt....his body burned....his skin blazed....he was being cooked.....in this damn prison.....

And the world turned to darkness as the heaters powered up. The air simmered over the body of ublazrob as the room reached ungodly temperatures.