This wasn't helping at all... While she was expecting her friend to be panicking like more than half of the group, Julie didn't like how apparently her friend couldn't actually...well, talk. Oh right, none of the LoZ characters could really "talk," but still had voices in-game. Before she could try to bring ease to her friend, things take an abrupt turn as for some reason some cops happened to overhear the panic, and more importantly the mentioning that someone was "dead." The catch was, from what Julie understood, Sarah was technically still "alive," it's just that it would take awhile until she would be "dead" for real. That was if the case was that they were slowly transforming to whoever they cosplayed as. Without having to do much in the situation, the dire situation is shifted around a bit as one of them, Gwen, happened to get the "cop problem" settled, but it was becoming apparent that the whole dilemma was worsening. They had to get moving, was the general idea for the group at this point.

"I-I..." Julie wasn't sure on what to say. It all went from a great first convention experience to a dramatic and hyperrealistic nightmare turned to a reality. In her head, she just wanted all of this to end, to some stupid dream that she'll wake up from and that it would be a laugh for the others to hear. Sadly that wasn't going to happen because it was all too real to be a dream. When things couldn't get any creepier with this experience, Julie thought wrong.

All at the same time, everybody's cell phones (assuming that everyone had a cell phone here) began to go off, as if someone were leaving a text message. However, this wasn't by someone they knew and it was too well timed with this event to be a simple coincidental text message. Heck, by looking at the sender info of this message, there was no phone number to see, or a way to respond to this message. It was almost chilling as to how this mysterious sender had gotten all of their phone numbers and why it was timed around when people were starting to realize the strange situation they were thrown in. The message itself was vague...but it read:

[center][b]Hidden Underground. 4:00pm. 1 Week and ticking[/b][/center]

"What the...?" Julie still couldn't think that well at the moment to be talking that much, but she was rather puzzled by the text message she received, and by how everyone present had gotten it.