The camera cuts to what appears to be a musty old wine cellar. Ancient oak barrels adorn the walls. The floor is old bare floorboards and the ceiling and what we see of the walls are bare stone. Of more interest is the structure in the middle of the room. It's a large wooden, cylindrical tub, about eight foot across and four foot high. It looks like something that might be used to tread grapes by an traditional vineyard. An assumption that is confirmed as the camera pans upwards to look down into it. Over the top of the tub is a metal chain link barrier, with a small entrance hatch in the center. We can see the contents of the tub, and we see it does contain a lot of trodden fruit. The majority is a dark purple liquid, but there's also a lot of crushed red grapes swishing around in the liquid forming a viscous mix. Among the grapes there are also parts of other fruit, with pieces of apple, orange peel, blackberries and plums adding to the mix, although the fruit doesn't look particularly fresh. As the camera tilts up and pans around we see an unusual feature of the tub. Leading away from the tub at six different points are six short tunnels. Five of the tunnel appear to be made of four halves of a wine barrel, laid end to end, with an arch of chain link forming the roof. The floors of the tunnels are also flooded with the viscous purple juice found in the tub. The sixth tunnel starts the same way as the other five, but as the camera pans down it we see it's longer, with the tunnel continuing after the last barrel with a smooth wooden trough.
SPLASH!
Suddenly a woman splashes into view, as if she's just come down a slide that ended in the trough. Behind her we can see a hatch close behind her, sealing her in, but the camera focuses on the woman herself. She appears to be in her mid forties, with chestnut hair, that looks like it was in a smart formal bob, but has been messed up thanks to the splash into the juice. She wears a plain formal, black cocktail dress that stretches from her shoulders to just past her knees. She is letting out a groan and kicking off her court shoes when we hear someone call out.

Porcelain: I'm waiting.

The woman crawls forward through the juice on all fours. The camera cuts to a shot showing the woman's point of view as she crawls down the tunnel, through the barrels and into the tub. As the camera looks up we see a familiar silhouette reclining on the chain link on top of the barrel. The camera cuts to a shot looking down on the woman and Porcelain. Porcelain doesn't even turn her head as she speaks.

Porcelain: Hello Tory. It's playtime.
Tory: What the hell do y..
Porcelain: Oh please shut up. I've heard more than enough of you already. It's always been one of the great hypocrisies of celebrity culture. They say they condemn things like sexism, racism, homophobia, transphobia, yet seem quite happy to give people with those views a voice if there's money to be made. For instance they were quite happy to put you on a reality show, because they knew the inevitable conflict would be good for ratings.
Tory: Oh don't give me that bullshit. It's just the usual liberal rubbish, trying to suppress me with all this p.c. nonsense, because they're scared to have a debate.
Porcelain: The reason people don't want to have a debate with you is your not interested in a real debate yourself. Not one based on serious research or fact anyway, as you know that the facts completely disprove your arguments. All you want is a platform to spread hate of those who are different, those who don't walk down the narrow path you want everyone to walk down. It's like what me and my friends have put up with for much of our lives, only your far quicker to make instant judgements against people.
Tory: All I'm doing is fighting for traditional values, something that we see deteriorate more and more thanks to the likes of you.
Porcelain: I've heard all the justifications you make, so don't bother. I'm not fooled in to believing it's anything other than justification of the hatred you use to justify your own self entitlement. Don't think I wasn't tempted to punish you by leaving you locked in this rancid atmosphere, seeing as you like creating one so much. Luckily for you when it comes to playtime I do believe in equal opportunities.

The camera cuts to a long shot showing Porcelain sliding off the top of the tub to a standing position beside it, she turns round to address Tory again.

Porcelain: If you look at the hatch above you, you'll see it's currently held shut by five padlocks. All you need to escape are the five keys. I'm sure you've noticed there are five tunnels in addition to the one you entered through, you do the maths.
Tory: And what if I refuse to play your stupid game?
Porcelain: I personally wouldn't care. You might want to know though that the area your waddling around in is currently not that full, things are going to get a lot worse in a few minutes or so. Have fun.

With that Porcelain strolls away, pausing only turn over an hourglass placed on top of a large barrel.

Tory: Don't You Walk Away! I'm Not Finished Yet!

Tory responds by angrily smashing her hand against the hatch above her, followed by several firm shoves, but this fails to budge it. With an angry scowl she crawls through the first entrance and down the first tunnel, creating a loud splash due to the high speed at which she moves. The camera cuts to a shot looking down from the end of the tunnel as Tory approaches. At the end of the tunnel we see a rusty looking chain dangling down from the ceiling. Tory reaches the end of the tunnel, and looks around for a second, before she grabs the chain. As she pulls on it a large amount of a thick red liquid with lumps with it suddenly comes down from the ceiling, covering Tory. As she wipes herself off we see it was a large amount of tinned plum tomatoes. The camera cuts to a yellow plastic ping pong ball now floating in the juice and tomatoes. Tory's hand comes in to shot to grab it, and we see dangling from the bottom is a small key. The camera cuts to a shot from inside the central tub as Tory emerges from the first tunnel, and tries the keys in the padlocks. The camera cuts to the hourglass showing about three-quarters of the time remains, before cutting back to Tory as she unlocks one of the padlocks, and crawls down the second tunnel as she discards the first padlock and key.
The camera cuts to the end of the second tunnel. Floating in the juice are three large Halloween pumpkins, although there's no carving on any of them, apart from a large ring at the top to make a lid. Tory crawls in to shot, and lifts the lid off one of the pumpkins to reveal it's half filled with mushy orange pumpkin flesh. Tory searches around inside the first pumpkin to no avail, she tosses it aside and searches around in the second one, after several seconds her hand emerges holding a key, attached to a small plastic key ring. She crawls backwards down the tunnel until she passes through the end. The camera cuts to Tory's hands as she tries the key on several of the padlocks, until the third one she tries pops open.
The camera cuts to the end of another tunnel, that we see has the key tied to a thin piece of rope hanging down from the ceiling. We see Tory approaching, but she has to stop short of the key where several horizontal steel bars block the tunnel. First she tries reaching for the key, but it's several inches out of reach. She pulls on the steel bars then feels down under the juice. She takes a second to compose herself, before taking a deep breath and submerging under the juice. We can just about make out her silhouette propel herself forward, as she passes under the bars, and re-emerges dripping and completely covered in the juice. She reaches over for the key, undoing the knot on the rope, before awkwardly turning around in the cramped confines of the tunnel. She takes another deep breath as she submerges to pass back under the bars again. She is submerged for several seconds until she re-emerges and continues to crawl back down the tunnel.
The camera cuts to the hourglass to show about forty percent of the time is left, before cutting to Tory as she unlocks her third padlock.
The camera shows Tory heading down the fourth tunnel, before cutting to the end of the tunnel, where we see four wooden casks sticking out of the juice. Tory comes crawling down the tunnel, a little slower than she has been, due to the physical exertion, but still setting a determined pace. She tugs at one of the casks, but find they're attached to the ground, and can't be tipped over. The camera cuts to a shot looking down in to one of the casks, showing it's filled with a pale green, thick slimy apple sauce. Tory's hand plunges in, the sauce reaching her elbow as she searches around inside the cask. After about thirty seconds the camera cuts away to show Tory taking her hand out the first cask and searching a second cask. It's only a short time before she lifts something out of the sauce, but it turns out to be a small rotten apple. Tory quickly tosses it aside before searching the second one again. After another twenty seconds or so Tory lifts her hand out. The camera cuts to the top of the third cask as Tory's hand plunges in again and searches around, this time taking a little less time before the camera cuts to Tory letting out an annoyed grunt before plunging her hand into the final cask. There's a brief shot showing the inside of the fourth hand, showing Tory's hand swipe past, before showing nothing but the sauce, then the camera cuts back to the top of the fourth cask as Tory's hand emerges holding the fourth key.
The camera cuts to back inside the tub as Tory appears again. This time the first padlock she tries pops open. She gives the hatch another hard push, and although it gives a little more now, the final padlock stops it from opening, so Tory is forced to head down the last tunnel.
The camera cuts to the end of the final tunnel as Tory arrives. She looks around, but there doesn't appear to be any clue to what to do. She searches around in the juice but can't find anything. She pauses to look around, and pauses as she glances up. The camera cuts to a shot of the ceiling, that shows there is a large wooden disc on it, about eighteen inches across. Drawn on the disc are some arrows, indicating an anti-clockwise direction. The camera cuts to Tory as she leans back on her knees, and reaches up, and starts to unscrew the lid. The purple liquid that floods the tunnels starts to leak down from the ceiling as Tory turns the disc, until she pulls it down, and several bucketfuls splash down from the ceiling, and soaking Tory even more. She pauses to wipe her face, before she reaches out and grabs the last key, attached to a ping-pong ball floating in the juice.
The camera cuts to a shot back inside the tub, looking down the fifth tunnel as Tory crawls down it. Just as she reaches the entrance the camera cuts away to the hour-glass as the last of the sand runs out. A loud siren blares out. The camera cuts to a shot looking directly down on the tub from above, as large quantities of different colored liquids drop down from the ceiling in to the tub and barrels below. The camera cuts to Tory as she freezes in shock, as a huge splash of a thick red liquid drops down on her, covering her hair, face and dress in a thick red gooey layer. We hear the various liquids continue to splash down for around thirty more seconds, with several more splashes falling on Tory, until eventually the deluge of liquid subsides. The camera cuts to Tory who is now completely coated in a deluge of multi-colored liquids as she tries to catch her breath.