[ He really didn't want to. He wanted to forget it ever happened, never think of it again. but he knows that's useless because he's pretty sure it's going to haunt his nightmares until the day he dies. And Claude needs to know. ]

They have an altar... somewhere. I don't know where they took us, there was fog cloaking the way. Creepiest fucking thing I've ever seen and that's saying a lot. They bound us in place with vines and tried to feed us.... something. I don't know what it was. Fruit? A seed? I think... I think it was moving. They said we were supposed to commune with the gods for them, said we needed to ascend, whatever the fuck that meant. Even told us we should be grateful to be chosen.

[ It's pretty obvious he doesn't feel very grateful right now. ]