Dia struggled in the tendrils as she was pulled to a darkened room. A figure watched with deep red eyes.
[i]"Let me go Memopath!"[/i]
[u]"I can't allow you to do that."[/u] The figure said in a steely tone, [u]"I was told to... [i]take care[/i] of you."[/u]

Ray didn't reply, watching Vivian as she sat down with narrowed eyes.
"They think he's crazy." She started, "He's like me, he 'sees' things."
She was trying to say what she believed Vivian wanted her to say.

Sara moved to sit in the passenger side as she thought.
"I..." She started before she hesitated and gave a small sigh. "Honestly I don't know." She looked at her hands, "I've... Never really done anything like this. I've never been out for drinks."