Guy: This way.
*One by one, the rest of the group follows out of the room. Misae is last. She looks around the room, and her face fills with sadness*
This is my fate now. To crumble away and fall, just like all these others before me.
*A hard mask forming over her face, covering the sadness on it. Misae turns and follows the others.*
Raschel: I don't like this...