[She thinks on what Mia said, recalling what it felt like the first time, when they were all wiped out. Drowning, burning...she wonders if the victims of Zompania felt the same thing as they died, knowing they would never go back home. Memories of being outside those walls as the screams rose above them for all to hear are still fresh, no less horrifying now than they were before. Her expression darkens a little, as something else comes to mind.]
How did that even happen? I mean, the cultists got in here once before didn't they? I wonder if...if that could have been us.
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[She thinks on what Mia said, recalling what it felt like the first time, when they were all wiped out. Drowning, burning...she wonders if the victims of Zompania felt the same thing as they died, knowing they would never go back home. Memories of being outside those walls as the screams rose above them for all to hear are still fresh, no less horrifying now than they were before. Her expression darkens a little, as something else comes to mind.]
How did that even happen? I mean, the cultists got in here once before didn't they? I wonder if...if that could have been us.