[u][i][b]XIII and whomever else follows Gemma... Vata[/b][/i][/u]

Gemma lead the way through the snow until she found a stair, they had to climb over a few stone steps, or landings, or walls, and more than a few strange frozen bodies... Finally they came around to the middle of the castle where Twain was waiting for her...

Twain had made some friends, she glanced at Vata and Alexavier nervously. "You found some... Survivors?" She took two steps toward twain. "We did too..." Then she began to feel sick.

"Wow... It's... It's worst here, Sir." She touched her stomach, which wrenched with a feeling that was nearly unbearable. 

"Not surprised. Yeah, I found a few, they seem alright." Twain crossed his arms and faced the girl. "Between what this place [i]looks [/i]like to me and what it [i]feels [/i]like to you I think this alter-room thing is one big clue." He touched his chin doing his best impersonation of Sherlock Holmes. "But what does it meeeeeean, Watson?"

Gemma only looked now to see who had followed her. "This is um... I think... I don't know your name..." She saw a rock and decided to sit down.