"Did Trinity win?" Kevin was freaking out in the prep rooms. He could only see part of the Arena.

"No!" he heard someone yelling.

Looking out, he saw Roach being dragged along by one of the guards. "No...Spray!" he was yelling. "It wasn't fair.... She was never a fighter.... No..." He started sobbing.

Kevin felt himself go cold.

So...

She...died...

"Hey!" Kevin cried at one of the guards. "Did the Weakling win?"

"Yeah, actually." The guard sounded shocked. "Not sure how.... It looked like she just hit her with a rock. But she's still alive, I think."

"Why is he upset, then?" Kevin asked.

"Eh? Oh, no, his sister isn't.... She got killed by the previous challenger," the guard said.

"What?!" Kevin felt sick.

"That's who the Weakling just beat. They had back to back lineups because the matches were so short. It was hardly even a match, really..."

Kevin leaned on the wall. "No...she was.... She wasn't a bad person! Why did they kill her!?"

"It's just how the games go," the guard said. "Anyway, a Weakling like that? She'd never have made it in the Plant anyway. Would have happened sooner or later. At least this way we got a show out of it."

"No!" Kevin started screaming. "It's not right! You canna do that!"

"Hey, easy there, slugger," the guard said. "Don't get all excited. Your match isn't complete yet!"

"I'm not going in! Yer can't make me!" Kevin began to howl.

"All right, calm down!" the guard said.

More guards came rushing.

"What are we gonna do?"

"If he gets too upset, he'll kill us all before we can even get him in the ring..."

"Gotta calm him down."

"Can't sedate him--he's got a match."

"Maybe one of his little friends could cheer him up."

"That's not allowed."

"Eh, it is sometimes.... Worth a shot."

"Which one...?"

"Why not the Weakling? She's useless now anyway. They'll have her out of here soon enough."

Kevin wasn't really paying that much attention to them, until the door opened and Trinity of all people was flung into the holding cell.

"There, we brought you a little friend, so stop hollering!" the guard said nervously.

Trinity had dust stains on her, but other than that she seemed okay.

"Trinity!" Kevin grabbed her like she was a lifeline. "It's...they...the.... Spray, she..."

"I know..." Trinity started crying. "I was right there.... Oh, Kevin, it was so horrible..."

"Why are they doing this?" Kevin wailed. "It's not right! People are scared.... I can sense it!"

They both sank to the floor.

Trinity drew some deep breaths.

"It...it won't be so bad..." she said. "If...if we win, she'll probably be all right.... I mean...she's a part of this Projection...so that means her fate isn't sealed. We...we can still save her maybe."

"Can we?" Kevin said.

"Yes," Trinity said, trying to sound convincing. "It's...it's just what could happen...like...like a movie."

It didn't feel like a movie to her, but she was trying to make Kevin feel better.

"A movie?" Kevin said. "No...it's not a movie."

"Okay...well...it's...it's a possibility...but...it's like we're seeing it, but it might not be real yet," Trinity said. "You can't take it to heart so much, Kevin..." She patted his head. "I...didn't kill her.... I mean...didn't kill the other girl. I was so angry when I saw what she did...and the people cheering them on, but I didn't have it in me to be that way.... God wouldn't like it. But I was angry.... I'm still angry.... I don't know how the Apostles did it.... How did they see this and still feel compassion for people? Maybe Kurt would..."

Kevin whimpered.

He buried his head in Trinity's lap.

They sat for a while like that.

Kevin calmed down a little. "Maybe it's not real..." he said. "Maybe...I can make something else real..."

"Kevin...even you can't control life and death..." Trinity said seriously. "That's God's job.... We have to...to trust Him to make this right..."

"Did you hear Roach?" Kevin said. "I felt it.... He loved his sister.... He would do anything to protect her...just like fathers.... And they took her away from him! Just like with fathers also..."

"I know..." Trinity said, wiping her tears away. "I'm really.... I don't know what to say, Kevin...."

"They're evil people," Kevin said.

"Yeah..." Trinity said. "But they're trying to survive too.... That's the saddest part.... What kind of world is it where people feel like this is their only choice?"

"Are they going to take you away also?" Kevin suddenly went a different direction. He grabbed Trinity's arm. "Don't go! I don't want to be alone!"

"Kevin...you have to calm down," Trinity said.

"You can't go!" Kevin repeated.

"I'm not trying to go, Kevin," Trinity said. "But maybe I can't help it? I don't know...but if I go, you can't...you can't let them get to you, okay? I'm sure...all this is going to make sense someday. I don't know how...but I know there has to be a way. We got so close.... There has to be a way to help.... You can't give up, okay? Promise me, all right?"

"Not until you promise me not to leave!" Kevin said.

"But I can't control that," Trinity said. "I need you to control...whether you give up or not, Kevin, please.... I can't stand the thought of them making you like them...hateful. Don't be like that.... You have a lot of empathy for people, right? You feel what they feel.... You have to hang on to that.... Don't start shutting people out just because some of them are really evil.... Sometimes there's just evil people, ya know? But there's a lot of good people too."

"I don't know," Kevin said. "Maybe...my mother was right.... The world hates us..."

"Well, yeah," Trinity said.

Spoken so calmly that it caught Kevin off guard. "What?"

Trinity looked up, more serene now.

"Well...Jesus said, 'The world hates you because it always hated me'.... I think Shine maybe even quoted that earlier.... The world hates good people."

"But why?" Kevin said. "Why does it hate us?"

"I don't know...maybe because the Evil One does?" Trinity said. "Maybe people are afraid of us? Or they don't like to be reminded that they aren't perfect. Like you don't like to be reminded that you have a hard time controlling your power...but you're not evil.... But some people, they get like that. I don't know...sometimes I even resent it when I think my brother is better than me."

"Who could be better than you?" Kevin said, quite honestly. "You're the nicest person I know."

His accent just made that even cuter than it already was.

"Oh...well..." Trinity reddened. "I don't know about that..."

"No, really," Kevin said.

"But I have bad days," Trinity said. "Sometimes I can be mean.... I mean...we all can.... I guess God forgives us...so we should try to forgive other people. It's not easy to do that...but I think if we do...we find peace...eventually.... The kids at school pick on me sometimes, ya know...for being a Christian.... I used to get really angry...but I kind of started to feel sorry for them. Like...why do they feel like they need to pick on me over it? They must be pretty miserable."

"Miserable?" Kevin said.

"Yeah, I feel like you have to be pretty miserable inside to do mean things to people," Trinity said.

Kevin looked at the door. "You think these people are miserable?"

"I think they are," Trinity said. "I think they've been living in this world for so long...they're just so used to it, they don't even know how miserable they are. And they hurt other people because of that. My mom says, 'Hurting people hurt people.'... It's...it's not okay, but....maybe...maybe after a long time...I'll find a way to let it go.... I...just...I still can't believe what I saw out there..."

Kevin patted her head. "Maybe you can forget."

"No...I don't think I ever will." Trinity already knew that. "Even if...but...maybe...maybe I can't change it, but...I can try to fight...till we get out of here, and we'll set this right, somehow.... That's all I can do."

Kevin was silent.

"All right," he said finally. "I will fight too...till we win...and no more people have to die that way."

"Yeah...that's right," Trinity said.

She patted his shoulder.

Kevin leaned on her shoulder...

"Do you think I'm...childish?" he asked after a pause.

"Childish?" Trinity said.

"A lot of the...the X-men say it...think it..." Kevin said. "I know it..."

"I guess sometimes you can be," Trinity said. "So can I.... I think everyone is.... Why?"

"I wish I wasn't.... Maybe I'd be braver."

"I do know, Kev, I think you've been pretty brave," Trinity said. "You left home and started working on your power and helped us, and you came here.... I mean, you didn't have to do any of that.... Maybe you don't have as much experience as the rest of us, but your heart's in the right place.... That's pretty grown up. Anyway...why would you want to be like people who are just...cynical all the time?" She sighed. "Look where that gets us.... Maybe it's okay to be a little more like a kid in some ways. As long as you're not a bully."

"You're not just saying that?" Kevin said

"You can read emotions.... I mean...sure you can," Trinity said. "I think you'd know I say what I mean...mostly."

"Would you rather not be taking care of me?" Kevin said, almost bitterly. "Maybe it'd be easier...not ta..."

"What?" Trinity said.

"Sometimes I think my mum would be happier if I didn't have my power..." Kevin said.

"Yeah, but...you've helped us a lot of times," Trinity said. "Isn't it just what you make of it? I think your mum just wants the best for you.... She'd have to be proud of how you've been doing."

"She's ashamed of me," Kevin said. "That's why she never wants me to leave home."

"Sometimes it's hard on parents," Trinity said. "I know my parents always worry about me being exposed to too much.... They'd die if they knew I was here...but I still wish they were here.... I miss them.... I guess you never outgrow needing your parents.... It's okay, you know.... But I don't think she's ashamed of you."

"I cause a lot of trouble..." Kevin said.

"It's fine... Iit's not your fault," Trinity said. "And...I'm glad you did.... They were just gonna put me back by myself.... This way I got to talk to one of you guys. So...you causing trouble kind of worked out for me.... I didn't want to be alone anyway...not after that. So...for what it's worth, Kevin, thanks."

She leaned back.

Kevin took her hand and squeezed it.

Trinity squeezed back.

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Then someone banged on the door. "Time's up."

They opened it. "Well, good...you seem a little calmer. Out of there, girlie."

"No, don't make her leave!" Kevin cried.

"She has to. You're gonna be up soon," the guard said.

"How...how did our friends do?" Trinity said.

The guard narrowed his eyes at her. "I don't answer to cowards, especially if they're Weaklings."

"She's not a coward!" Kevin said.

"It's fine, Kevin," Trinity said. "Let him think that if he wants.... He's just blind...and miserable...remember?" She walked to the door. "I wouldn't make him too mad, though," she said to the guard. "You're not top tier level yourself."

"Quiet!" The guard moved like he'd hit her, but then looked at Kevin and he paused. "Move it."

Trinity walked down the row of stalls.

She heard Roach inside one...crying.

She paused. "Hey..."

"Don't stop!" the guard said.

Trinity turned to glare at him. "He's upset. Can't I just say something? You killed his sister!"

The guard stared at her...then stopped.

"Roach?" Trinity said.

"Who's there?" Roach looked out the slats. "Oh." He frowned. "It's you.... You should have been first.... They moved you around.... We had to go before you.... Why did you do it? It should have been you, not her."

"Roach...I'm so sorry..." Trinity said. "Maybe if we fix this, it'll turn out that she didn't--"

"Oh, shove it!" Roach shouted. "Like I believe all that crap. You guys don't have a clue what you're doing. Even if you are from the past, your leaders have been captured by now, and all of you are gonna die, just like the rest of us. Some of us just accept it sooner, that's all, but I blame all of you for letting this happen...and I'll kill that Crow headed b----.... We'll have a match tomorrow!"

"Roach, that's not the answer," Trinity said.

"I don't care what you want," Roach said. "I didn't have anything in this crummy world except my sister.... I tried to protect her.... She wasn't tough...and if I hadn't gone with you guys, we'd still be alive.... I wish I'd never met you. All of you." 

He spat at her.

It missed, but Trinity backed up.

"I'm sorry..." she said meekly. "We're...going to try our hardest to make sure none of this ever happens.... I guess you won't remember us then...so...I hope you never have to take revenge."

She walked away.

Roach turned away from the door.

[Man, this hurts...]

* * *

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Colossus' fight went fast, and he won. It wasn't much of a contest. Given how much healthier their team was than the average fighter, and his experience with fighting, the other mutant just wasn't strong enough.

Colossus succeeded in knocking them out.

Kitty was next.

By the time it was her turn, she'd heard how the other fights went.

Roach had won his, actually--and he'd killed his opponent.

Bolts had actually won by attaching her opponent to the wall and letting the wall zap them until they were unconscious--it was unclear if that had killed them or not. No one mentioned it.

They were slightly impressed by her technique, however.

Kitty thought Spray hadn't gone at all, at first, till she finally heard Roach yelling about it from across the barracks, and she knew what happened.

She curled up in a corner of the pen and cried, out of fright partially.

Sure, she barely knew the girl, but...she was still a person on their side at one point.

It made everything about this nightmare feel even more startlingly real.

The fights had only taken up about the better part of an hour so far. Most of them lasted less than 5 minutes, and someone else was shoved into the ring immediately, or the crowd would get frisky.

Kitty's turn.

She was shoved out into the ring.

She wasn't even sure they cleaned it between fights.... The sound of the crowd yelling made her feel dizzy.

Were they really rooting for her to kill someone?

This was one way to bring history to life.

As weird as thinking that was, at least if Kitty was thinking that, she wasn't losing her mind with fear. So she tried to hang on to that thought.

Yeah...just like history.

She looked up and saw her opponent.

Quicksilver?

"Wait, what?" she said.

Quicksilver looked at her nervously.

"But we're on the same side!" Kitty cried.

"Fight!" the overseer yelled at her.

Quicksilver looked at her and shook his head. "I guess they don't care...and if we don't, they'll kill both of us."

"But we can't..." Kitty said. "And you're way older than me too."

"They don't care," Quicksilver. "We're both Elites.... I guess this is their idea of a messed up joke."

Kitty shook her head. "We can't."

"Just...phase or something," Quicksilver said. "I'll just run through you..."

What was that going to do?

But they had to do something.

Kitty phased, and he ran through her.

The crowd became more invested.

But a few minutes of that and they were bored.

"We're going to have to do better..." Quicksilver said.

Kitty ducked. "If we just have to knock someone out to win..." she said, "maybe you should just hit me."

"I'm not hitting a 14-year old kid!" Quicksilver said. "That's messed up!"

"But they'd buy you being able to knock me out."

"No way! And it's not like you can fake it," Quicksilver said.

"I can't hit you hard enough to knock you out even if I wanted to!" Kitty said. "I'm not that strong! I was a bookworm before I joined the X-men."

"Stop dancing with each other and just fight like you mean it!" someone yelled at them.

Quicksilver shook his head.

Kitty sighed.

Then Quicksilver suddenly got a weird look. "I just remembered.... I think it was something that happened to my other self--here, pretend to fall for a second."

He pretended to push her, and Kitty fell into the gravel--that actually still hurt.

"I think he fought Shadowcat once, and she phased, and he ran into a wall," Quicksilver said. "Do you think that would work?"

"Uh...maybe..." Kitty said. "But I'm pretty sure a concussion at that speed would be pretty bad..."

"Nah, I've hit stuff before. It's fine," Quicksilver said. "And...I bet the crowd would love it...not that they deserve that, those sick perverts, but maybe it'd be enough."

Kitty got up shakily. "I don't know--"

"Just do it." Quicksilver ran at her.

Unfortunately, Kitty didn't quite mentally prepare to phase because she was still on the point of arguing, and, instead of dodging him, she just accidentally sank one foot into the ground and the rest of her got hit into the wall.

Quicksilver did start to slow because people just naturally do that when they're going to hit a wall, but the impact made Kitty see stars.

She fell to the ground.

People cheered.

"What?" Quicksilver was alarmed. "No, that was--I thought you were.... Oh gosh, I'm sorry, Kitty! Are you okay? Speak to me!"

Kitty coughed in response.

Quicksilver puller her up.

"Ey, what's the idea! Finish her off!" they yelled.

Kitty finally found her voice. "Moron!  Let go of me. You're making a scene..."

Quicksilver dropped her.

Kitty pushed herself up. Her chest still hurt--and her ankle was throbbing too.

But curiously, she phased her hand into the dirt...

No mutation-blocking tech in the dirt, huh?

Because it would prevent anyone from being able to fight while standing on it, probably. Unless there was something lower down.

But could it be...in this insane prison shaped like an arena, there had been one oversight? Dirt would stop a teleporter, sure--but it wouldn't stop Kitty.

If she could dive that far, anyway.

But she'd only dived about 8 feet at most in the past...and for a few seconds.... Could she possibly swim out of this?

She stood up.

"Run," she said to Quicksilver. "Do it again.... I'm ready now."

"No, I'm not doing it again!"

"Do it, you numbskull!" Kitty snapped at him. "I have an idea."

Quicksilver assumed her idea was different than before.

Wheeling around her to kick up dust, he then ran at her.

But Kitty just did what he'd said to do before.

She gritted her teeth.

Quicksilver ran through her and hit the wall hard, falling back.

Kitty, in order to avoid him falling on her, phasing into the ground.

There were some shocked reactions from the crowd, like they didn't think this would happen.

Up in the overseer's look-out one of the people in charge of the speakers looked up.

"The Phaser can go through the ground?" they said.

"Why not?" replied a different one. "How's it different from a wall?"

"But didn't we determine that she can't breathe while she's phasing...? There's no way she'd try to--"

The Overseer turned to them. "Do you mean to tell me that you knew that she could phase through the ground, and none of you mentioned it? We thought it was just walls and other objects above ground!"

"That seems like an oddly specific limit, Master," one of them said.

The Overseer smacked them into a wall.

"Morons! What if she gets out!?"

"So? Just turn her tracker on again," said one more calmly.

"No..." The Overseer said. "If we do that and she gets caught underground...she'll die, and we'll lose a few good fights. People will like her--she's young, cute.... We can't just execute her by turning off the tracker.... She'll have to come out. Let the guards know to nab her as soon as she does."

Then he announced, "Looks like we have a winner!"

Quicksilver was carted off...kind of dizzy still.

* * *

Kitty swam through the dirt for a long time...

She had to be sure she wasn't under the wall--if she'd hit it, she'd have been stuck.

But through dirt, the mutation-blocking didn't work on her.

She had, it turned out, just the one power that they hadn't looked for.

Phasing was a rare power without some other kind of power along with it, in mutants.

But she couldn't hold her breath for that long, and she popped out of the dirt.

She seemed to be in one part of the barracks, but not the same part as before.

She gasped.

"Keep a look out, she'll be here somewhere," she heard suddenly.

Uh oh...

Kitty stumbled up, head spinning, but she had no time to rest.

She staggered away from the spot she was in.

"As soon as you see her, turn her tracker on," she heard the same voice say. "Don't let her get away."

The tracker...right.... It was still off.

Kitty stumbled into a closet for...was that medical supplies?

She leaned on the wall and tried to steady her breathing.

The tracker was the big problem here...

She wished she was like Forge and could remove it.

She felt it in her arm. The top of the tracker was sticking out like a weirdly placed decorative piercing.

Suddenly...Kitty got a really crazy idea.

She pinched the top of the tracker with her fingers...and then she slowly phased her other arm.

Keeping her hand solid, she pulled the tracker--it stayed solid too.

With a swift motion, she pulled it out of her arm, and she could feel the wires in her hand.

It actually worked!

Gross!

But cool!

[Don't ever try this at home, kids.... If you happen to get a weird, futuristic tracker chip embedded in your arm, always have a professional remove it for you.]

She heard footsteps.

Dropping the tracker into a bucket, she hurriedly phased out the closet's other side.

Now in a new hallway, Kitty realized that she was free--at least sort of. And she had to work fast.

* * *

In the near hour since the speech, a lot went down with the other team members.

They began to notice something off.

"How long have we been in here?" Morph said. "I feel like we've been going down hallways and stairs for a long time."

"I thought it was hardly any time," Younger Rogue said.

"Yeah, it's been a few minutes," Wally said.

"It's been at least half an hour," Logan argued.

"Oh no." Emma slowed. "I believe it's getting worse."

"What is?" Scott was afraid to know the answer by now.

"To me it feels like it's been a short time also," Emma said. "But...this is not promising. I believe each of us may be feeling the pull of time differently. Something to do with our other selves, perhaps...or just with being from different dimensions. Look...who feels it's been a long time?"

Logan, Storm, Older Rogue, and Morph all nodded.

"Everyone else feels it's been short," Emma said. "Look...everyone from a different dimension."

"Oh...smart," Forge said. "Yeah, makes sense. Wait, so one dimension is moving faster."

"Well, we knew that," Wally said. "One was 20 years in the past, the other was 50. Makes sense all you 20-year people are moving faster than us.... Okay, but what does that mean?"

"You're the DJ and you don't know?" Morph said.

"Uh, well this kind of thing is Shine's thing," Wally said.

"We're all together still," Older Rogue said. "So...time is still synced up...so why can we even tell there's a difference?"

"On the other hand--" Emma put a hand to her chin. "--maybe it's good that we can tell. It means it's not entirely merged yet. What if the less we can tell, the bigger a problem there is...? This imbalance is nauseating, but if it stops happening...Shine said something about it being like an earthquake...but if the shaking was to stop, the quake would be over, and it'd be too late. All of us having a different sense of time means that you all can sense the shift, even though you aren't telepaths.... That's bad, but it's also good."

"Okay..." Forge said. "So...what do we do about it?"

"Nothin' we can do," Logan said. "I guess we'll just get tired faster. Well, I'm fine anyway. Fast healer."

"I guess if we're goin' slower, it's better. We're stronger," Older Rogue.

Emma nodded, then she winced. "Ah..."

She went down on her knees.

"Are you...?" Scott said.

Emma rubbed her temples. "It'll pass..."

"How often are you getting those headaches?" Storm said.

"Every few minutes," Emma said quietly. "Mostly they're just twinges...maybe because we're talking about it..."

"Every few minutes?" Young Rogue said. "Okay...I've been dying to ask this since we met up--what happened to her? I don't remember her being this useless before."

"Do you mind?" Wally said to her.

"She's useful," Morph said "She's explaining all this to us. Someone has to--Shine's not here."

"Oh, great, she's a replacement DJ know-it-all." Young Rogue didn't like Shine that much, as one could tell. "I guess it's better than being a replacement Professor. She wasn't even that good at that."

"Excuse me?" Emma looked up at her irritably. "Do you have a problem with me?"

"Uh...you stabbed all of us in the back, almost got Jean killed, and came close to letting the Phoenix destroy nearly half the world," Young Rogue said. "What do you think?"

"Well, you kind of stabbed us in the back too," Forge said nervously.

Rogue glared at him. "It was a ruse."

"Yeah, and then you stabbed us in the back," Domino said.

"I did it to protect my friends!" Young Rogue said. "When was the last time you did anything for anyone that wasn't selfish, Dom?"

"Rogue, this isn't helping anything," Scott said.

"And while we're on that, what is your deal anyway?" Young Rogue said. "It's like you don't even remember what happened."

"Well, at first he didn't," Morph said, trying to light the mood.

It didn't work.

"I mean, aren't any of you wondering if bringing her was a bad idea, for a millisecond?" Young Rogue said. "What if she's been working for Apocalypse this whole time? She's been with you--she could have been spying. Just like before!"

"Hey," Scott said.

"Sorry, Scott, but your crush isn't a good reason to just trust someone," Young Rogue said. "And we can't trust Emma Frost! Yeah, I said it."

"I guess not me either, then," Domino said.

"You wanted to shoot a guy a few minutes ago!" Young Rogue said.

"He was a psycho!" Domino cried.

"Guys, seriously," Wally said, "we're in this creepy Temple, my wife is trying to buy us time, and I don't even know if she's still out here. We have people to find. This is not the time to argue."

"It is if I think we're bringing the problem with us." Young Rogue crossed her arms.

"That is not fair," Storm said.

Emma's head was spinning worse the longer Young Rogue talked.

She winced more.

"All right, time out!" Older Rogue said angrily.

She plucked her younger self up by her collar to avoid touching her and sent her stumbling a few paces back.

"You're way out of line, Mini-Me," she said, pointing at her angrily. "Ya just got here. Emma's been workin' with us for weeks tryin' to solve this, and ain't no one had a harder time than she has with it. Ya see what's been happenin' to her? Ya got no clue what you're talkin' about. We've all had our differences with Emma, and hey, she can be a bit of a snob--no offense, Sugar--but she's one of us now, and ya ain't got no call to be disrespectin' 'er like that. We don't talk about our teammate that way on the X-men...at least we don't now. Ya got a problem with that? Ya just take it up with me--or Storm, even."

Younger Rogue glanced at Storm, who was frowning at her.

"I quite agree with Rogue," she said. "That was uncalled for. And a waste of time. That will be quite enough hurling accusations at people. Try to be a little more considerate..."

"Frost is fading fast, ya idiot." Logan was far less tactful. "Ya think she wants this? She's tryin' to make the most of it. Whatever yer personal beef with 'er is, ya leave it outside the door, ya got it? And it sounds like ya ain't that reliable anyway. Not sure what yer team is doing lettin' ya even have a say in things anymore."

Young Rogue's mouth dropped open.

Emma finally stood up again.

"Never mind her," she said. "All things considered, perhaps I should have seen that coming.... Only surprised it did not happen sooner."

"Oh, I don't know," Domino said. "We could have tried being actually smart about this."

Young Rogue glared at her.

"In any case, we have no time for this," Emma said. "Please tell me we are getting closer."

"According to this map...I think?" Morph said. "But...the thing is, if the planes are shifting still...maybe we're not actually following the right floor plan.... Do you think we'd have better luck blindly trying to get somewhere?"

"That could take forever," Scott said. "At this rate, it'll be over before we ever find it.... And why is no one else trying to stop us?"

"They want us to come to them," Emma muttered. "We knew as much."

"Yeah, but why would they let us get this close?" Logan said. "Unless...this is the wrong place."

"Do you mean that we're in the wrong dimension?" Storm said.

"Wrong? Right? Who knows? But we're not in the right room," Logan said.

Then he looked up. "Maybe...we have to split up."