Dante was breathing weakly but tried to sit up with the little strength he had. He said weakly “brother…I can’t leave…him alone…again…” he gasped at his head and almost fell forward, sweat pouring down his face. 

Ana was breathing hard but stopped and listened to him. Then she stepped back, shaking but closed her eyes. “You’re right…I’m sorry I lost my head for a moment…” she looked at them both and asked “are you both alright? We need to go help the others. I have to stop the song…” the song was now playing in the room and they could all hear it. Ana flinched, moving to hold her ears.