No matter how hard Cali tries to resist, it's no use. The heavy wooden doors closed behind her, the sound of keys turning. She is alone, locked in semi-darkness, in a strange unfamiliar room, lit by the flames of numerous candles. The air is heavy with fear, excitement and humidity, filled with an intoxicating scent coming from everywhere.

Cali has to do something. She can't give up. Not now. Her friends must have noticed her absence already - they must be looking for her! To herself, the poor girl whispers softly:

"Okay... okay, it's fine... it's fine... think...think..."