[The Gate Master]

Fortunato and The Flayed One are sitting in the Yellow Realm. The gates are open but they remain still. Fortunato is wondering what came over him, and The Flayed One is attempting to heal his leg. But what seems to worry them most is the sound of scratching. Scratching coming from the outside of the walls. The deep voice rings through the realms.

"Oh, you are quite safe. You see, these realms are not just one room. You are in a hole new dimension, and it is made up of the separate realms. Why, they're in touching distance of each other. But these gates are the only way to cross through them. The gates were built by the old ones of this dimension, as a way of staying safe when they need to. But alas, they ran out of food and perished. But the gates remained.
Outside these halls, however, are creatures that occupy the dimesion. Creatures of unimaginable terror and evil whose one goal in life is to hurt. Not kill...hurt. Constant torture. They have a way of keeping their victims alive for an eternity, they just destroy them.
As I said, you are quite safe in there for now, but with every contestant that leaves, the energy required weakens the realms, spreading through the gates. Did you not wonder why only three can get through? After the third journey the outsiders will get in, and they will make you suffer. Be warned."

Fortunato and The Flayed One look at each other.

"Shit."