You do remember our conversation, right? I said I'll let you go if you can tell me what you fear. If you have no fears, I'm more than generous enough to give you some.

Come, writhe, squirm, and struggle all you want and show me what makes you tick! Huwahahahahah!

[A whirlwind of purple light blew around the black monstrosity and, in the same instance, it vanished, leaving Deimonea alone in this white box. As Nyarlathotep fled, the room started shrinking to the point where there was no room for other people to stand. The room worked to emphasize the fact that Deimonea was all alone and, until this hell was over, she would be still be alone.]