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[b][u]Thaum?: Group A[/u][/b]

Not too far from Marcus and Estelle was Trixie, who still lied on the floor with her knees pulled to her chest, and arms wrapped around her legs. Though the duo's conversation was within earshot, the prankster did not acknowledge them. Instead she remained rocking back and forth, shuddering and murmuring. Her eyes were wide and red.

"Not supposed to... not... supposed to..."

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[b][u]Thaum?: Group C[/u][/b]

Amy took a sharp breath. In an instant, the hands, the blinding whiteness and voices previously surrounding her were gone in a flash. Her heart threatened to burst from her chest, but she drew a hand to it and began taking deeper, more rhythmic breaths. As her vision adjusted to her new environment, she sat herself up and ran her hands up and down her arms. Goosebumps. Closing her eyes, Amy let out a final shiver and muttered something incoherent. She then scanned the ground before her before reaching over and snagging something glowing brightly - her red gem.

Again murmuring words of relief, she brought the jewel to her cheek, feeling its coldness against her skin. The aura encasing it began to pulse, and she pulled it back to observe it. Someone - no, multiple bodies were nearby. Were they the others? ...Was she out of that hellish nightmare?

Fog, she was surrounded in some fog. Much darker than wherever she was previously. Slowly she stood herself up and extended her gem before her. It brightened, bringing light to her position. Amy then began to walk aimlessly, looking all around. "Hello? Anyone here? ...Estelle? Trixie? Se--"

She took a step back; Dylan had come into view. At once an image of him reaching for her neck came to mind, just like moments ago - but she quickly shook it off. Deep breath in, deep breath out. Fingers clenched tightly around her bright gem. "D... Dylan. Have you seen the others?" She stood her ground, a fair distance away from him.