text: Slowly, I have gotten through much of the debris, though troubling. At the moment, my mind was set upon my two friends. If I was in such a wretched state, what was of them?
  
  "Y-Yuzo! Can you hear me! Please answer me!"
  
  They could've been buried in debris...
  > You continue the search.
  I felt through the dirt and hot smoldering ash in search of them. I swear I could almost feel their warm skin, undead and uninjured, but it is only hot embers that burn me at the touch. Through my eyes, and feel warmth ooze down, and I do not check to see if its blood or tears.
  
  No... my friends... it can't be...
  
  I fell unconsious there, leaving my search uncompleted.'
  
  ...This is where it will truly begin.