Calista, still clinging to the railing, stared at The Advent with wide eyes. She looked from the console to the girl then back to the console again.<br/><br/>"It's beautiful." She said quietly, eyes locked on the rising and lowering light in the center of the console. Now that the ground was still she hesitantly stood, glancing towards the door.  She had the uneasy feeling she shouldn't be here. "I-I'm sorry." She stammered. "I didn't mean to intrude on...this place." What do you call a place like this?<br/><br/>"Just let me out and I'll leave you be, I promise." Her mind was stuck on the image of that bird, splattered across a tree trunk like a rotten  tomato. Was that to be her  fate?