Cara's eyes light up when Isaac asked how she had accomplished the creation of such a place, "I'm sure you already know the answer to that. You just don't want to believe it. Why don't you give it a little thought while you look for a way out." She smiled innocently as she walked over to the wall, the colors warping until a door formed for the creepy girl. "Good luck." Her laugh echoed through the hallway as she stepped through the doorframe, door disappearing behind her.

Clary stared at the wall dumbfounded. "You have got to be kidding me." She breathed out, leaning on Isaac for support. "This isn't happening, we're hallucinating. That's got to be it, hallucinating from whatever drugs she put in the food mixing with the booze."