Faige wasn't sure how to feel about the man putting the mask on his face. She didn't know what good that would do and simply watched him in interest, that scream still echoing in her head and making her shiver. She watched as emotions fluttered across his face and she blinked, taking a slight step back from nervousness. She wasn't sure what was going on and that scared her the most. She didn't like not knowing what was going on in her surroundings and especially in her head. "All I remember is a red rose..." she said, looking down at the red of her dress, the exact color of the rose. "The feel of a breeze... smell of the ocean..." it was the oddest thing. Who would be handing her the rose? Her head jerked up and she eyed Solomon. "What strange things?" she asked, wanting, needing, to know. She wanted this puzzle to be pieced together so, maybe, she can learn who she was before and go back to normalcy.