None of this was making any sense to her.  The thing inside was keeping her alive?  They couldn't actually stop it?  Miyuki really was a titanspawn?  None of it could actually be true.  She couldn't handle this.  She was supposed to be better than this.  She should be able to talk her way out of anything.  She shouldn't be just falling apart at trying to deal with all this and failing everyone.<br/><br/>Michelle sat alone upon the floor, gently shaking, paralyzed with fear and confusion, trying so hard not to just keep crying until her eyes fell out.  Obviously none of this was true.  Either it was a prank on her, or she was just dreaming, unable to wake up because her own inner darkness wanted to see how much her mind could take before it cracked like an overripe melon dropped from a skyscraper.<br/><br/>How was she supposed to handle this?  How was she supposed to fight this?  How was she supposed to sacrifice herself so that Miyuki would be alright?  She just didn't know.  None of it made any sense.  None of it could actually be real.  Somehow she had to wake up and get out.