A game? Tsuzuki didn't like the sound of that... It was one thing to listen to his roommate, a complete stranger, tell him this place was bad. But it was an entirely different story to hear Hisoka say. It carried much more weight with Tsuzuki.

"Not much," he replied, giving a shrug and nibbling on the last bits of his remaining churro. "Just that they keep people here. And there was something about different worlds and times..." And brainwashing... But Tsuzuki wasn't about to poke at an old wound. The other stuff was weird enough, and he didn't want to upset Hisoka again, above all else.