Well, now that you're dead, I can go kill my 'friend'.


"What is all this?" Paff asked, in awe. "How didn't we see it before?"

"I think the land is sloped upwards a bit," Samus said.

"We should check it out," Justin said.

"What?" Paff exclaimed.

"You heard Yvon earlier!" Justin exclaimed. "We need directions to another town or something! We can't just stay wandering around here! Besides, how're we supposed to get across this canyon?"

Yvon looked; "Right."

"Then let's go," Samus led the way.

The four trudged down the winding road to the building. A huge sign on it read 'Trumfrey Center'.

The four walked up to it surely, and casually. Nothing wrong happened, until they got closer to the center.

Justin stopped; there was something different... something wrong. It was a very strange feeling. The others stopped, too. They felt it.

It was asthough a... different presence was in their head. Like that feeling you get when you're sure someone's following or listening to you. It leered on, as if tunneling... learning.

Then, a rasp voice was heard, Who are you?

The four turned, trying to see where it had came from. It sounded as though the voice came from the exact spot where they stood. But, there was nothing.

What do you want?

The voice was clearer, and was definately that of a young woman. It sounded... almost scared, or confused. The four kept looking for it.

Why are you here?

"Who's saying that?" Samus said aloud.

No reply.

"You guys heard that, then?" Justin asked.

"Yeah," Yvon. "At first I thought I became schizophrenic!"

"Same here," Paff said.

"I'm really freaked out," Samus said.

"I'm going in," Yvon said. "You comin'?"

Samus answered, "Well, I don't think-"

Where did you come from? The voice rasped again.

"Yeah, I'm in," Samus changed her answer, suddenly, and followed Yvon into the building, Justin and Paff behind them.