This flat, black cellphone somehow had the power to cross realities into a mental plane. The phone didn't look high tech at all, not enough to be called tinker tech at least. It had a few buttons by the side and down on the bottom of the screen. The screen lit up with multiple applications when you pressed the home button.

Just a normal looking smartphone that can open a path to a whole other dimension. I flipped the phone over, seeing the lenses for the camera on its back.

"Is this really necessary!?" Morgana grumbled from below. I looked down at the cat, out of his cage and wrapped in spider silk. "I swear if this stuff ruins my fur…"

"Call it insurance." The swarm flying around in the beach felt the team I called for making their way towards me. "I'm not letting a cat as dangerous as you have any freedom to escape or backstab us."

"You talking to cats now? Or are you practicing the big evil overlord routine? I think you need a whiter and fluffier cat for that," Regent quipped as he stopped a few paces behind me.

Morgana glared at him. "Ha...ha...ha...keep talking jerk."

Parian walked towards me, and I noticed the bag of fabric she was carrying. She knelt beside Morgana and scratched his ears. "Skitter, why are you treating this poor kitty like this?"

I crossed my arms. "He's a threat and one of the individuals that took me into the mental scape I was talking about yesterday."

"Is he a Case fifty-three?" The newest addition to the team asked. I glanced at her, Flechette or as she's going by now, Foil. Looking at her and Parian, it gave me some idea as to why Foil had helped Grue's group fight off the Teeth. I was glad to probably having another cape join our numbers.

"No, the cat is a native from another world. He knows how the other reality I got taken to works, and we are going to take a peek in to find the Teeth," I said simply. Grue walked up to me and rubbed my arm slowly, and I looked at him.

"What's the plan then? You said found a way to help Imp and the others?" Grue asked.

"The prisoner, Joker, told me that there's a way to track the Teeth quickly. If it works then we will immediately head on over there," I said.

Parian tilted head. "Do you trust this Joker? He is working with the guy who attacked you isn't he?"

"I don't trust him." I sighed. "But I can't deny that he doesn't seem to have any ulterior motives...aside from being altruistic and wanting to work with us."

"So he's a good person then..." Foil seemed to trail off with what she wanted to say. I looked at her, and she noticed. "I meant that I was expecting something else. I heard from Parian about the other guy that attacked you. So I was expecting someone stubborn and angry."

Regent shrugged. "He's locked up, being nice to your jailer seems like the normal thing to do."

I frowned, considering his words. "I don't know...he did lose his world."

Morgana grunted. "Yeah, we don't need the reminder…"

"Sorry," I said to the cat who just looked away with watery eyes. The others looked at me, and I could feel their confusion at my apology.

"Don't look so tense Skitter. We'll find them and make sure Rachel gets well," Grue assured me. I smiled beneath my mask, appreciating the gesture. I then frowned as I looked at Parian cradle the cat. Tension filled me, remembering yesterday's events.

"Considering that we're going to that chaotic hell that I got dragged into yesterday, I'm not so sure."

Grue crossed his arms. "You talked about it a little, but what are we dealing with?"

"Pure chaos. The entire thing is made up of the thoughts of people. I fought a twisted Coil in Dinah's head that was a colossally huge twin snake. I think it was taking into account his powers and how suffocating Coil was to her." I looked away, remembering the twisted me as well. "It was downright nightmarish, but we're going to one that is apparently shared by the public masses. So I don't know how bad it's going to get."

"That's a really big risk we're taking," Regent pointed out. I looked at Morgana.

"It is, but if we can find the Teeth quickly like that then I'm taking some risk there."

Morgana grumbled as he struggled with the bindings, eyes darting around. "Why are you bringing so many people? We aren't going to be that long in Mementos you know? And plus we've got the rogue passenger to worry about."

"If you seriously believe I'm just going to be alone with you in another reality then you are absolutely wrong." I grunted, taking note of how the others were looking at me. "But you're right in saying we've got the rogue passenger to worry about, that's why I'm only planning to take two of you."

"What?" Grue sounded alarmed. "I thought that this was going to be a joint team venture?"

"I need two of you to stay here and start organizing a squadron of trucks and personnel to get ready to move when I locate the Teeth." I looked at Grue and Regent. "You two need to get them ready so that what happened yesterday doesn't happen again. My men arrived too late to extract Rachel back here and we had the PRT on our tail. We need to be quick and efficient."

"I don't like this. This mental place is incredibly dangerous and I don't want to leave you with such a small party," Grue said.

"There's the issue of the Teeth as well," Foil stated. "They're a dangerous group, especially Butcher. By herself she's a force to be reckoned with, Parian and me saw that rather well. Without the resources of the PRT to contain them, it's going to be difficult to move them away from wherever they're holding those supplies. And that's if they have the supplies."

Everyone was alerted by this. I took a step forward. "What do you mean?"

"The Teeth aren't exactly the most stable of groups. While they aren't as heinous as the Slaughterhouse Nine, they're still incredibly violent and they wouldn't necessarily care about keeping supplies safe...it's been a couple of hours, so there's a chance that they may have destroyed them," Foil answered with a wince.

There was a loud buzz that went off around the beach as the swarm reacted to my agitation.

"Damn it," I cursed. "We need to move fast. Regent, did you bring the radios like I asked?"

"Yup." Regent brought out of his pockets two radios and four earbuds. "We better be pair up since I couldn't find the other two radios. Was kind of a hurry."

I nodded. "It's fine, now we need to cross into the other plane and — "

"Um, radios won't work on Mementos," Morgana said and I stopped, groaning.

"What do you mean radios won't work?" I asked, slightly exasperated. The cat had the gall to look away.

"Well it's been a while for us since we ever faced trouble like this, okay? I mean, it isn't like we were going to use phones or radios when we knew they wouldn't work. Well...we had a teammate that could get us to synch up and talk through Palaces...but that was mostly cognition stuff."

I sighed. "Cognition this, cognition that...it's like saying magic and expecting that to be an answer to everything."

"Huh…" I looked at Parian as she looked at the cat and then back at me. "You're talking to the cat…?"

"It can talk." I frowned. "You can't hear him?"

"Nope." Regent shook his head. "New power because of what happened yesterday?"

I grunted as I looked at the cat. "Something, something cognition I bet."

"Hey! Stop glaring at me okay! And it isn't like I invented the Metaverse either! So don't be such a jerk!" Morgana grumbled and huffed. "Anyway they should probably be able to hear me when we get into Mementos."

I sighed. "We're wasting time. How exactly do we get in?"

The cat nodded towards the phone in my hands. "Open the Metaverse Navigator app. Then type in Mementos. That should shift us straight into the Metaverse."

"Okay then. Grue, Regent, go and start organizing a full retrieval squad. We should be back soon, I don't plan to stay inside for long."

They both nodded, and Grue squeezed my shoulder. "Be careful." I hummed and watched them go.

"Let's go," I told Parian and Foil.

The sky started to darken as I brought the entirety of my swarm around us. Parian and Foil looked slightly unnerved, both not that used to my usual tactic of gathering as many bugs as I could. Morgana's eyes widened, shrinking in Parian's hold. I brought the swarm close, making them crawl over me. I was careful not to let the swarm touch my two companions, Parian still flinched at the action. Foil was incredibly tense, hands going for her knives.

"Is this necessary?" Foil asked.

"Sorry, but I have to make sure the swarm is jammed together. Especially since I know this thing has a range. It cut me off from my swarm yesterday and left me with low numbers. I'll need everything I can get." Atlas flew down, landing besides me. "Okay, be on your guard. We'll be entering into a dangerous place, so stick together. At the first sign of the rogue passenger, we retreat. I can't take the risk of getting any of you hurt or worse. Understood?"

"Got it." Parian nodded.

I went to the phone, opened the app and typed the keyword in. I stopped noticing the Japanese words in a bar below the name I typed.

"Now what?"

"Pressed the enter button." Morgana instructed. "That should get us in."

I frowned, looking at the bar with the Japanese characters. I showed it to the cat. "Is this it?"

"Yup!" Morgana nodded furiously, looking determined.

I pressed the bar and stood rigidly, feeling that weird sensation again as my powers cut for a brief second until everything returned to normal. The first thing I noticed was a decrease of bugs from my swarm. Everything that wasn't within a ten feet radius of the phone seemed to not enter into the mental scape plane.

Foil looked around with a frown. "Was that normal?"

"The slight jerk with your powers? Yes, this is the second time. My swarm got reduced massively because the bugs were out of the teleportation range."

"Whoa!" We all looked at Parian as she held Morgana with outstretched arms. The cat was back to his cartoonish form. "W-What happened?"

"I'm back to my normal self." Morgana sniffed, ignoring the small sound of surprise from Parian.

"You can actually talk!?"

"Yes! Now get this yucky stuff off me!"

I ignored the indignant cat. "Is everyone's powers working? Any other complications?"

"I don't think so…" I felt Foil move her arms, her hands somehow avoiding the swarm around her with precise movements. "I'm good."

"Me as well," Parian affirmed. "Can you lift the swarm off us?"

I did as asked and moved the swarm around. The first thing I noticed was the sky, formed like a kaleidoscope. Multitude of colors ran through the covered ceiling, going as far as the eye could see. The rest of the bugs moved out of the way and allowed us to view our surroundings.

"What the hell…?" Foil gulped as she looked around. I felt my stomach tightened as I looked at what was clearly Brockton Bay.

"It looks...almost like how the city looked in Dinah's mental scape."

It was an apocalyptic image. A ruined city sinking as the waves from the ocean behind them tried to cover the entire city. The air was red, reflecting on the water. It made Brockton Bay appeared gory and visceral. Fire ran on top of the water, constantly going out before reigniting from echoing explosions. Buildings toppled over, their foundations to weak to sustain them.

There was a foul scent permeating the destroyed city, and Morgana and Parian were quite audible in their disgust. I looked up and froze as I noticed something right above us.

"What is that…?" Foil muttered as she moved, and the large strand followed her movements. We all flinched away from each other as we noticed all the distinctive threads above our heads.

I looked at mine. It was writhing, moving constantly. Millions of limbs were kicking and grasping nothing, eyes of different shapes and sizes all looking at me. It made me think that the thread was made of insects, by how compact it was, and the dark colors making up the shape. My swarm gathered around it and I shivered slightly. I was wrong — the thing wasn't made of insects but something else entirely. Life forms so bizarre and alien that it made my head hurt trying to decipher what the shapes were.

I looked away from mine, focusing on the others. Parian's was made out of innumerable small hands, all holding onto something small. It twirled around like a spiral, the hands reaching for Parian's bag of threads. Foil's looked as if it piercing space itself, transparent and rigid. Light bent slightly on the path of the massive thread.

The threads rose up to the sky, arching towards a colossal crystal tower in the middle of the ruined city. It went up high, then spread out into the ceiling blocking the sky. Each connected with one of the kaleidoscope refractions of the tower, just like the thousands of others. Each was unique like ours, going up to the sky and going off into the horizon. Some were scattered through the city.

"Welcome to Mementos," Morgana quipped.