[Mirei laughs; Mirei nods. This whole place is just creepy. The sooner every sign of what went on here is washed or burned or blown away, the better it will be. Heaven only knows what the intent behind it was. She can only hope that the others have arrived in time to foil it. Wendy's words are a reassurance, even if the part of Mirei that always knows the odds wonders how exactly she can be sure of it. But how can this continue, if everything is gone?

[She wants to go home, but not if this can happen again.]

How it happened, pri...

[It's hard to think back on it. The memories are fuzzy, disjointed, they just don't seem to make a lot of sense. Because there were firefly lights in the trees, and their glow had just looked so pretty, so inviting... but that hardly seemed enough now, did it? It was a ridiculous reason to go wandering off alone, especially in a place as strange as this: it simply wasn't good enough. She isn't a child, to be allured by bright lights and non-specific wonder.]

I think... it must have been some kind of compulsion, pri. All I can remember are the fireflies. They're not that fascinating, pri!

[Ah. There's the anger.

[It's one thing to act like an idiot. It's quite another to have no choice to be anything but.]