"......." again, Vincent was silent for a moment.

He then called her emergency contact, and waited for an answer.

"Alex, it's Vincent." he said when the phone was answered.

"We have a situation. We have someone here that looks like Madison but there are some discrepancies... plus, when we question her for info that only SHE would know, she merely gets angry with us." he continued.

"...uh-huh... mmhmm... mmhmm..." he mumbled further.

"I... guess she intends for you to come here and verify who she is." he said.

"...no I'm not joking. Yes... yes... I'll give you the coordinates and you can... well, either meet us outside the pyramid, or inside the pyramid." he went on.

"...you're in the middle of meeting a client right now?" he then asked.

It was then that Michelle, Vincent, and Madison, saw Gregory appear out of nowhere.

"For the love of all things common sense, SHE'S MADISON, YOU DUMB FUCKS!" he exclaimed, his patience clearly gone.

"NOW GET HER OUT OF THIS DAMN PLACE BEFORE I OVERSTEP MY BOUNDARIES AND REAP YOUR THREE PATHETIC SOULS RIGHT NOW!" he yelled further.

There was silence for a moment, before Vincent heard Lex's voice from the phone.

"...I know Gregory's voice. If he says it's Madison, it's Madison." he said.

"....right." Vincent responded.

He then ended the call and hung up, before looking at Madison.

"Well... let's go, then." he told her.

"I assume you need some help getting out." he commented.

"How badly are you hurt?" he asked.

Samuel took the staff and looked at it.

"Looks like something a pharaoh would use as a status symbol." he commented.

"There's functionality to it, obviously, but it seems so ornate that it was mostly used to flaunt their wealth and power." he went on.

"But you're right, we should leave it here for now." he reasoned.

Vincent was silent for a moment, looking at the staff, and smirked.

'...yes, that should work nicely.' he thought to himself, before sighing quietly.

"Let's make our way out." he told the group.

"Odds are those outside are quite concerned by now." he added.

Samuel just chuckled.

"Indeed." he said.

"Mmhmm..." Vincent mumbled.

"Madison." he then said to the girl.

"We need to talk." he told her.

"But preferably when we're alone." he continued.

"I think you know what about." he then added.

"...I see." Vincent replied.

"Duly noted." he told her.

"Samuel, let us inform the rest of the party about this." he said to his friend.

"Indeed." Samuel replied.

"I'll say it now, I am VERY eager to continue exploring it now." he then admitted with a hearty chuckle.

"Right." Vincent responded.

"Tell me." he said.

"I'm going to make a series of statements, and you'll tell me if they're right or wrong." he continued.

"Statement 1: You are a mage." he said.

"Statement 2: You did not have active mana when you came here." he went on.

"Statement 3: You had a mana lock inside you." he continued.

"Statement 4: THAT'S what you lost, what you were referring to earlier, and not your scarf, and what all your strange thoughts have been about."

Vincent looked at the new person.

And Madison could see that he was stunned.

"Cl... Cl..." he stammered.

"Cleo?" he asked.

"It's... it's really..." he started to say further, before sighing.

"I... I see." he said.

"You truly ARE something, Madison." he told the girl. "To be on such a casual basis with Cleopatra of the Nile."

"Ah! Yes!" Vincent interjected.

"That brings me to my next question." he said.

"Madison, WHAT happened down there?" he asked her.

"What in the name of all realms went down in that pit?" he asked further.

"Because whatever it was, it was on a grand scale." he told her.

"The entire structure shook."

Vincent was silent, and just pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Right." he said.

"Again, clearly, there's more to this story than you're saying." he commented.

"Care to elaborate some more?" he asked her.

"Or is this a case where I am just meant to accept that you died, and... somehow got better?" he asked further.

"If so, I can leave right now, just so you can rest, and I'll stop wasting both our time."

Vincent was silent for a moment.

"...wait..." he said.

"You weren't the one meant to die there?" he asked.

Madison nodded.

"But Samuel was the only other one there..." Vincent continued. "With you, that is. In that location." he clarified.

"Going with that..." he went on, trailing off and pausing for a moment.

"Good heavens..." he said quietly.

"Samuel is fated to die. And since it wasn't right there and then, it'll be alarmingly soon."