Rita already had her hand on the sliding hatch before she could really think, she slid the little door open. She still couldn’t see through it yet she could hear the scream clearly now as it died down. Rita looked over to a spare chair and moved it over to the door, after climbing on it she could see through the little door and look upon the calm form of Nightmare sitting on the chair with one leg folded over the other. One of the cuff links on her ankle looked like it had been ripped out of the stone floor.

Nightmare offered a sickly sweet smile which was too large for her face before speaking, “Good morning, child.”

Lamont gasped. “She hasn’t spoken to anyone since arriving here.”

Rita stared down into those dark eyes. “How did you know it was morning?”

“Because I can feel the wraith of the sun’s power even from deep in here.”

Rita growled. “Did you hear what happened last night?”

“Oh my yes.” Nightmare licked her lips. “My dear loyal children came to rescue me. They almost succeeded too.”

“Children?” Rita inquired.

“They had all been hurt, abused, or left alone in this cruel world. That is, until I adopted them into my power.”

“How did they know you were here?”

Nightmare’s eyes flashed for a brief moment. “If you can’t tell then you're not ready for that answer yet.”

A brief moment of anger flew through Rita. Nightmare was keeping secrets from them, and likely very dangerous ones at that. “What do you want?”

Nightmare smiled. “A nice long walk on the beach, or maybe a pony?”

Rita slammed her open palm on the door. “I asked you a question. I could always throw another one of my light grenades in there to keep you company you know.”

Nightmare hissed. “You do and when I do break out, I won’t hesitate to return the favor!”

Rita smiled. “Your nothing but a trapped dog, you can’t do anything down here.”

Nightmare turned her head to the side. “A trapped wolf is a far different creature then a dog could ever be.”

A cold shiver ran down Rita’s spine. "A shadow wolf perhaps?"

Nightmare didn't respond.

Rita forced the fear away by renewing her anger. “Your friends can’t save you from us. And next time I’ll be prepared for them.”

Nightmare laughed coldly. “Oh good, and here I was thinking their second attempt would go without challenge too.”

“Too bad your dumb plan will never succeed.”

Nightmare laughed. “My plan will succeed no matter what you do. The gears are already turning. My vengeance will be absolute, and there will be nothing to stop me this time.”

Rita grinned. “Thank you for the information, darling.”

The look of confusion on Nightmare’s face was quickly replaced by that of pure rage. She ushered another howl, much like that of a wolf. Rita slammed the little door shut and hopped off the chair.

Rita glanced back at Saturn and said, “One of her cuff links broke, I think you should replace them with stronger metal if you can.”

Saturn nodded. “Will do.”

Rita walked away. She knew now that Nightmare was looking to get revenge, but the question was, against who or what?