Looking around, the three women notice they were in the corner nearest the door, and therefore had only three tiles to choose from, in the directions of east, south-east, and south. In that order, she sees a whip, a plant or octopus of somekind, and the last one is but a small wisp of fog, but is suprisingly thick, and she cannot see through it. Amora looks around, and says, "Would you mind terribly if I tagged along? I don't want to get captured again."