Emil's eyes snapped open as he continued to cough, holding his stomach in pain. The manor was on fire, and the bunker doors still wedged shut. His sight was still hazy as Butch helped him up. "You still with me, bro?"
"Yeah, what happened?"
"Florence betrayed us. What the hell came over her like that?!" He barked pissed off. "She took our father and Gale."
"Shit, this couldn't get any worse. Has Zinnia came out?"
"Those doors haven't budged. Although I can't really confirm or deny that. For all, we know all of this could still be an illusion."
Emil shook his head grumbling. "No, she isn't that powerful. There're always little signs something's an illusion. Glitch spots."
"So, we keep an eye out for those?"
