Pitch black darkness.
— Damn it, we failed again. Where did you send us?
— Well, it's... a place where we can escape.
— What?!
— Ow-ow, don't shout! We just fell into my space.
— Hey, is everyone here? Let's count off!
— Okay.
— One.
— Two.
— Three.
— Silence.
— So, where's the fourth?
— Wait, let's do a roll call.
— Alright. Yanus.
— El.
— Tiro.
— Silence.
— Is that all? There are three of us, where's Gerda?
— No idea, I distinctly remember grabbing everyone.
— Damn, what are we going to do with her?
— I don't know, she's definitely not here!
— Damn it!