Zizzy hated this already. She just learned of the T.S.P and she already hates them and this stupid Oil Refinery. But not much she can do. There's only one door out of the room but T.S.P has strength in numbers since it would be a eight against one. So she'll have to wait and try to think of a idea on what to do. Till she heard a voice from the other side of the wall. Maybe she could have some company. Maybe have a partner.

Zizzy: "Hey! I can hear you. Are you another prisoner of this place or something? I swear I just want to punch Willow in her face. But that has to wait. What about you?"