Dashing from room to room, Myya couldn't find anyone. The place seemed empty! The emmence size of the dungeon weighed down on her.

"Am I too late?" she worried, just then the clock chimed and she realized what time it was.

"Dinner! Eremon, come! If they're not all dead they'l be at dinner."

Unfortunatly the corridors were too small to allow flight, so she had to be content with running. Her armor clinked as she moved, and the wind whipped around as her wings moved through the air.

Arriving at the large double door entrance to the dinning hall, anxiety got the better of her and she paused before throwing the doors open. What she saw made her gasp.

"They're all alive!" was the scream in her head. "I don't see Babysub though." The eye's all stared back at her. Not a single sound was made by anyone. As Myya scanned the room she noticed now the new people, if they were indeed people and not something else...

She waited at the door, her armor gleamed a shiny black off the light of her wings, they seemed to cast shadows on everything around her. Time seemed to freeze as they stared at each other, waiting for someone to break the silence...