[ It's cold in here. Kyouko's never felt cold in the Imaginaerium and she thinks the rain is only part of it. The air in here feels frigid and still today, like the whole world -- the whole of both worlds -- was holding its breath in anticipation of what was going to happen. There's already a flood of monsters waiting to go pouring into the real world, a hoard best left to the rest of the team. And Kyouko had been the fool to volunteer to go on ahead and do what she could to stop the crossing over happening in the first place.

But Kyouko's not here for the monster. Not really. ]

Yuka-chan! This whole thing is crazy and you know it! How the heck does she know what's best for the real world when she's been stuck in here the whole time?!

[ She's pulled up to her full height, shoulders raised defensively and her fists clenched at her side. But her eyes aren't angry -- they're disappointed and desperate. ]

There's still time to stop all this! All we have to do is get rid of that thing before it's too late and you can help us do it!