Daniel entered the lounge almost as soon as Katrina left, while Roxanne was still shaken by everything she had heard.

“Hey, Roxanne… you okay?” He called out, looking at her dazed state in worry.

She stared at him blankly, not giving him the kind of reaction he expected.

“You’re not still mad at me, are you? Look… I already explained it was necessary. Why don’t I make it up to you? When we get to New York and-“

Daniel kept talking, but all Roxanne could see or perceive were his lips moving. She felt a pounding in her head and a loud ringing permeating her ear which distorted the sounds...