Rue started sifting through the rubble, looking for her seemingly lost belongings. Of course she hadn't lost anything, it was just a ploy to get the man alone and away from public eye. Rue always kept her things either strapped around her, or hidden in secret spots around the city. She owned many apartments and other sorts of buildings around the town, none in the same name of course. They were all for her to hide in if things got hot.<br/><br/>But all of a sudden, time seemed to stand still. There seemed to be no sound, as if someone had put things on mute. Even the hands on the clock seemed to not move. Something was wrong. Rue looked around the museum, searching for Wickerbot. And she found him, staring at the crown on the ground. It was almost as if he was arguing with himself. Slowly, almost as if in slow motion, he started to reach for the crown. Rue's eyes widened as she noticed her opportunity. Grabbing her skirts in one hand, the woman rushed to the ground, scooping it up with her gloved hand. Before the man realized it was gone, she had pocketed it in her skirts. All of a sudden, Rue seemed dizzy and felt a massive headache coming along. It seemed like everything was overly bright, like someone had turned the sun on max.