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	Thankfully Mila and the brute's attacks had succeeded, as the majority made it past with no extra damage upon them. What on earth had that attack been on Barney. Mila's mind was muddled with even more confusion but it didn't seem as if they'd have time to think on it. The longer they dallied the more likely another one of those things would come, so she ran. Mila ran like her life depended on it. Because it did. Never before had she run so much but this situation was different from most.

	The next few moments seemed to blur together as she felt her legs being to burn, and her lungs felt like they may burst. When the enemies back-up had appeared and everyone scattered, Mila had simply picked a figure to race behind. To concerned with getting away she hadn't really noticed how split up the group had become. When the figure she had been following came to a stop and hid, Mila quickly hid herself as well. She avoided placing herself somewhere similar as him. Stop and go became a pattern for this group of runners and during the stops, Mila took her time to look around as well. She noticed a bit further ahead was Barney. At least she and the other guy weren't completely alone but she found it disheartening to not see the others.

	Mila hoped that everyone was safe, including that woman who'd given the opportunity. Part of Mila wanted to help these people, but were they even real? Judge Pondwater looked somewhat like the real deal, but the guards certainly couldn't be called normal beings. These thoughts would soon be pushed down as the other two began moving again. Eventually, this loop ended and the three broke away towards a grand cathedral. A brief chill went up her spine but this place couldn't be as bad as the courthouse. Right?

	Those answers would have to come later as behind them the loud sound signaled the searchlight's reawakening. Mila picked up the pace to join the other two when Barney began banging on the door. Worriedly looking from the beacon to Barney, Mila felt the need to continue running again only for the sound of the latch to freeze her in place. Mila quickly followed the other two inside, and despite still being stuck in this strange dreamlike world, she felt a little more at ease at least. With that came the drop in adrenaline flow and the reemergence of both old and new pain. Her legs which had been protesting the flight finally gave way forcing Mila to lean against a wall to avoid falling over.

	She then clutched her arm as it felt like her forearm was on fire. There was a massive red welt on her arm and she quickly remembered the moments before the run had started. Mila was the slowest to start the getaway and her prize for the slow start was a strike from one of the wardens. The aforementioned adrenaline merely hid the pain, but now it was at the forefront of her attention. The young woman didn't even bother to look at their new surroundings but when the three were approached by the 'priest' Mila did her best to focus. If he ended up being just as dangerous as Judgewater then they'd have to be ready to run again.

	Then came the mic drop. Two things that stunned Mila severely. There were two Barney's? How does that even make sense? Yes, twins are a thing, but judging from the look of the non saintly one, that's not what was happening here. The guy also had those similar yellow eyes along with freakishly cartoonish attire. The other thing that stunned her was what he said. All bondage? One look outside this door was enough to prove that a lie. Then, in his oh so selfless way, Saint Barney basically told them to heap praise and thanks on him. If he was truly selfless he wouldn't even want praise. Mila's head was spinning with questions and confusion looking between the two Barney's. She had no idea what any of this meant. Was he the same as this guy? Were Judgewater and the real Pondwater the same person? She doubted the real Pondwater sent actual people to kill his own students. But in all her confusion Mila knew one thing. They still weren't in the clear. Until they were out of this place, whatever it may be, they weren't going to find anywhere safe.

	Who was she kidding though. Maybe the 'real' world wasn't safe either anymore. The lot of them had simply fallen to end up here. None of it made sense. But maybe it would if they could get out. [color=orange]"Yeah, sure, thanks for opening the door. It's not praiseworthy though. Maybe if you could help us get home, that'd be praiseworthy."[/color]