Rhia takes her time going inside. She isn't hesitant, exactly, but she's always been good at sensing danger, and right now the alarm bells in her head are blaring like tornado sirens.

Trisha woke when they came up and groaned as she looked at the place,for once flinching but then going cold again and showing no emotion. She crossed her arms over her rather nice chest and rolled her eyes. She didn't want to be stuck down under the earth,nor with these losers either,they all seemed weak and wimpy to her. She shook her hair out,the flowing mass beautiful despite where they where heading,and she picked up the rubber band she had used to hold it together,putting the thick scrunchy thing around her right wrist.

"It's fine," He said tucking all his emotions under his mask of rage, though his eyes where gentle when he looked at her, "Don't worry, just stick with me and you'll be fine," He said, looking out the window at the statues, if they where trying to scare someone, it defiantly wasn't him.
Staring at the rain that was falling out the window he started to tremble, just for a brief second, there was no way he was going out in the rain. There was something he hated about water so much, he didn't even like drinking it, much less having it fall on his head.

"Huh. Now I know that Cole was exaggerating." Lio commented. "He said you could hear the wailing from outside...." He remembered the stories Cole would tell after visits to the police station.

Victoria wondered what she would do if they got separated. She would probably have a huge panic attack and possibly hyperventilate until she literally couldn't breathe. The guard was right, of course. The building ahead was only the entrance, the gateway to the fiery pits below, the mouth that led to the sprawling guts of Furnace, which lay hundreds of meters beneath the ground. They had built the prison inside the hole and plugged the only way out with a fortress. Anyone wanting to dig themself out of this mess only had a couple of miles of solid rock to get through before they were free. That's when it finally sank in. The thought of being down there, underground, for the rest of her life suddenly hit Victoria like a hammer to the face. She couldn't breathe, her head started to swim, and bile rose in her throat. She sat forward in her seat and stared at the floor, desperately trying to think of something else, something good. But all she could see now were the stains of a hundred other prisoners who had thrown their guts up on the confronting reality of their fate.

Rhia quietly, slowly heads inside. She feels somewhat numb and distanced, as if at some moment she'll wake up from this bad dream and she'll be back at home, perfectly fine. She doesn't feel distressed- she just feels this is too unreal for her to be awake, which fills her with a strange sense of calm, despite the fact she knows her feeling isn't true and that this is reality.

Trisha stood and didn't flinch at the sight of the heads and she just looked at the place with seeming anger but carelessness. She was scared though,but not even her smokey gray eyes showed it as her black,long silky hair bounced around her well shaped hips.

Lio tapped his fingers. Bored out of his mind.



In the prison, Cole was now busy flirting through the bars at a girl in a cell kind of to the left across from his, while Nicote was busy doing what everyone usually pinned him to do: fix stuff. Because apparently Furnace stuff broke quite fast. And since no one was doing repairs, Nicote was the repair boy.


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Trisha was fiddling with a dagger she had brought in her jacket,twirling it in her fingers dangerously but the look in her eyes showed that she was more dangerous than the dagger. Her flowing black hair framed her face beautifully and only showed just how much anger she had in her,and it could tear not only herself but anyone else apart.She was in her own cell,back to the left wall and eyes closed as she twirled the deadly curved blade,not even touching the handle.

Of course, Cole, being the kind of guy he was, was trying to flirt with her. And failing. Finally Nicote slapped him and made him come away from the bars.