Mai awoke several hours later, glancing with a mixture of confusion and horror at her terribly decorated surroundings. She gagged as her gaze fell upon the burgundy walls, and the cream colored carpeting. "Yuck, whoever decorated this room must be a fashion disaster!" Leave it up to Mai Valentine to think of fashion first, safety later. Hearing a muddled grumble of curses, she glanced over at Meika, who at the moment was clasping her throbbing head in her trembling hands. "Damn, I have a horrible headache--you.you're Mai Valentine?" Mai raised a neatly trimmed eyebrow at the bedraggled girl seated beside her, giving a curt nod of her head. "Yes, and who might you be?" Her glance fell upon the girl's unnerving occuli, a darkened azure hue. Mai shuddered, those eyes reminded her of a crazed killer. Meika watched as Mai studied her with a shudder of dissatisfaction. "What, what's wrong with me?" Her voice began to rise several octaves, Meika scouring the room for a mirror, so that she might be able to glance at herself, and attempt to see what was so horrific about her. Mai noticed this, and began to violently shake her head, as if in denial with what she just said. "No, nothing's wrong with you, I just, you reminded me of someone." Mai gave a quieted sigh of relief, good thinking. That was one of the few good attributes about her; she could always readily come up with a lie when one was needed. Meika settled down, glancing suspiciously at Mai from the corner of her oddly hued occuli. "Well, I'm Meika, just so you know." Her voice fallen back down to it's normal range; she no longer looked as high strung as before either. Mai attempted not to make eye contact with the girl, instead gazing, and cringing, at the room in which both of them were. Bakura, meanwhile, was having one hell of a time attempting to figure out what exactly the Millennium Scarab did. Bent over the ancient relic, he began to mumble several counter spells under his breath, nothing doing the trick. "Damn this object, what the hell use is it anyhow?" Still grumbling, Bakura retreated inside his Spirit Room, leaving a dazed Ryou standing in the kitchen. Mai had moved over to one of the more shadowed corners of the small room, attempting to keep her sights away from Meika. She didn't know why, but that girl gave her the creeps. Meika had that look about her, one of a person on the edge of sanity. Meika was outstretched on the twin-sized bed pushed upon roughly against the longest wall in the room, her elongated legs swinging lazily in circles a few inches from the carpet. She had just about dozed off, when something, or rather someone began to speak to her. {Where am I? This isn't Egypt. And who are you?} Meika sat upright, and gave a confused look in Mai's direction. "What do you mean, of course we're not in Egypt, and I already told you, I'm Meika." Mai glanced up at Meika, furrowing her brow at Meika. "What the heck are you talking about, I never said anything about Egypt, I haven't talked for the last ten minutes!" A puzzled look crossed the girl's face, as she once more stretched out along the bed. {She's right, I'm the one who asked where I was, and who the hell you are. So, answer me!} Meika gave a strangled scream, scrambling off the bed, and huddled against one of the walls, pupils narrowed to mere slits. Someone had just talked to her, inside her own mind. Ryou had heard Meika scream from downstairs, striding upstairs, attempting to locate where Bakura might have hidden her. Another, less vocal scream hit his ears, and Ryou pinpointed her location, the guest bedroom. Hurling the door open, his jaw dropped. There in the room was Mai, Meika, and someone else. Cliffhanger, perhaps! Who is that someone else Ryou saw? And, will anyone else review? Thanks to all who did so far, I'll keep going on for you guys, since you seem to think the main plot's good. Here, for all my loyal reviewers, I will give you a cloned version of Ryou! Ryou: Wait, when did I agree to be cloned? Neko Naomi: You never did, I just decided you should be! Ryou: I'm going to sick my Yami on you! Neko Naomi: Fine, but I have my own Yami to protect me, Denia! -Denia appears in a flash of light, same time Afika does- Afika: Dear Lord, save me! -Screams like a schoolgirl, and cringes- Denia: Oh, not that wimp, I thought I threw him in the trash dumpster! Ryou: 0___0' Neko Naomi: Will Afika meet his trashy end? -Snicker- Tune in next time, and remember boys and girls, review!