Mutters impaled my ears as I woke to the morning sun. My eyes were blurry from all the crying last night, I still could not believe that Chelsea is gone. "No, she's not", I encouraged myself, "she's just found a safe place to hide..." My voice trailed off at the sound of footsteps. I looked at the barred wall. Two dark figures stood in the shadows. "So this one survived Mt. Horn's explosion huh?" Something was different, they were not the same voices from last night. "Must've been a real show off to be up there during the explosion" muttered the other. "Uh...don't you two ever wear shirts?"