*They arrive at the lab.*
Guh... huh... huh...
*He looks at around.*
What did he tell you.
Uuuh just something about 3 million people dying or whatever and then like how I better... count my days?? Because no one's going to come help me??? Am I gonna die soon???
Most likely, yes. Mictlan is no joke. He could be listening without us knowing. Is there anybody that can help you? Maybe... a shield of some sort? Anything???
UHHH- WHAT!! I'M GONNA DIE??
I-I UHMM- MR PRISM!!! He... probably knows how to stop it... Where is he???
Where does he usually stay at???
His lab!! But... we're in the lab- DO YOU THINK HE GOT HIM??? D:
There's only one way to find out. You lead the way. I'll keep watch.
Uhhh... okay.... God, I hope Prism is okay. What if this is my fault?? Fuccckk...
Look, it will all be okay. I hope...










