She wandered around the red haze all around her, unsure if she was even moving. She felt something odd just then, as if something bad had happened and she would suffer for it. She looked around, feeling more and more alert as time psat. She was now very sure that the ony way out of here was to remember who she was. She strained her brain, trying to remember what had happened before she was here. Three people, a small one...two large ones. People she was sure. She knew she wanted to see one of these but who, and what was their name.<br/><br/>Reiku grinned as she saw the blotch of red seep through the inside of the latex, fanning out and cinfirming that her attack was a total sucess. She took a moment to revel in her work. It had been so long since she had the pleasure of taking an innocent life, something -She- had ceased when they were joined. She gripped the hild and gace it the slightest wiggle possible. She narrowed her eyes slightly, this was bad news for two reasons. One was when -She- woke up she would be unarmed and the second was that sword meant the world to -Her- and she didnt want to rist -Her- having another breakdown. However shedidnt want to break the weapon so she opted to leave it and come back for it when a plan had been formed to free it. Leaving the sword hilt deep in the bloody cocoon she ran down the hallway and into another room. Instantly she knew this was the room where the Kitsune and taken the lizard.<span style="color: red">"Ahh...this is where it all began, for me at least"</span>she said, as if narateing her own story. Feeling the numbing effects if the latex wearing off slightly she raced down the hallway -Her- and the lizard had been in, toward where they had fell and met the Other latex creature. She ran with inhuman speed, her cloak perfectly horizontal. This was putting immense strain on Reiku's body but she felt nothing. She skidded to a halt when she entered the room where everyone was split up.<span style="color: red">"If I were a weakling mage with a hostage...where would I be?"</span>she said in her own narrative, her unholy sounding voice filled with mirth, enjoying the hunt.