It's quiet on the Pantheon's steps. It gives Adia a chance to sit down and catch her breath. The mask, which once fit perfectly, feels too constrictive, and she tugs it loose, letting its ribbons unravel. She turns it over in her hands, tracing the delicate flowers and trying to shake the terrible feeling of foreboding within her.

She's got her PINpoint halfway out of her pocket when she hears a familiar voice. Startled, she turns and stares up at the man in the mask and terrible suit before clutching the PINpoint defensively. She's had nightmares of this moment, but even as she feels herself constrict with terror, she refuses to give up her only means of escape.

At least, not until 'Josh' makes good on his threat and begins to torture someone else. Voodoo, she thinks, and watches helplessly as the man suffers in front of her very eyes. If he had threatened to hurt her instead, she would have tried to defend herself. But this? No... no. She can't let him kill anyone because of her.

Not again.

She stands up and offers him the PINpoint, her extended arm trembling with the effort. "Please," she says. "Josh, we can talk as much as you like. Please don't hurt anyone else."