Waking up with a headache wasn't exactly the best type of feeling that you'd find yourself waking up into. It was pounding against your forehead with that thumping like feeling, one that never ceases to bother you. Yet, as your eyes became less blurry and more clear—the memory of the attempts to stop Evernight with Sunday flashed in an instant; only remembering that you were taken away into this strange place, one that felt claustrophobic and empty.

That's how someone can describe the place that you were placed into, what seemed to be a rock like cave with a yellow and gray tint surrounding them. Eyes widening as the situation that you unwillingly found yourself in crashed down like those pillars did back in Okhema: you were trapped.

Before you could dwell on your situation further, the sound of heels clicking against the stone flooring, revealing the presence of the same woman that used her Memosprites to kidnap you—now seen her signature black umbrella with that red handle with the reverse side of the umbrella having a red and white design. Soulless red eyes narrowing as she took in your appearance.

"You know, trying to stop was pretty funny, don't you think?" She cooed with mockery, tilting her head off to the side as a sadistic grin flashed across her face. Approaching your figure with slow, precise steps that seemingly felt like forever. Memosprites that looked like jellyfishes floated around her with that red tint.

Covering her mouth with her free, black gloved hand as to fake a yawn, she soon continued. "It's honestly so boring and cliche; get a hobby or something that doesn't involve trying to save the damsel in distress—March is mine after all."