Gate of Memoirs/Flying the Coop

Easier said than done when you have to compete with a score of panicked prisoners.
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Devil's Heart"	Music: "Devil's Heart"
 	
*—Level II Access
 	
*Ydra: Hey, Miss Anthropy.
 	
*Saya: Saya. It's Saya.
 	
*Ydra: Saya.
 	
*Ydra: What do you think the outside is like?
 	
*Saya: I *live* on the outside. It's not great, but a damn sight better than in here.
 	
*Saya: I can see you've never been out.
 	
*Ydra: ... ...
*Ydra: Not wrong, I suppose.
 	
*The two girls slip down the length of the hallway in silence, finding an elevator at one end.
 	
*Saya: Huh, it's still functional. Guess the guards left in a hurry.
 	
*Ydra: They were. I knew when they didn't come by this morning.
 	
*Saya: How can you even tell it's morning? There are no clocks and windows in this place.
 	
*Ydra: It's always morning if you want it to be.
 	
*Saya: Forget I asked.
 	
*Saya punches the button, and the elevator announces its arrival with a hefty clunk.
*Just one more level left...
Portrait 	Dialogue
 	
*—Level I Access
*The air seems unnaturally still.
*Bereft of the howls and screams of paranoid prisoners, the Survivor's Game nears its unsettling climax.
*The open reception area comes into view, and Saya furrows her brows.
*Pressed up near the double-doored entrance was a man brandishing a large steel pipe, angrily swiping at several others in the perimeter.
Music: "Overcome"	Music: "Overcome"
 	
*Irate Inmate: Get back! Get back, I said!
*Irate Inmate: I'm doing all of you a damned FAVOR!
*Paranoid Prisoner: Got the correct key, 'e said!
*Paranoid Prisoner: What's gonna happen to the rest o' us?
*Cynical Convict: Hey! What d'you think you're playing at, hero?
*The man throws up his hands in exasperation.
*Irate Inmate: I can't believe I'm locked in here with you goons. 
*Irate Inmate: Don't you see? This is a terrible mistake!
*Irate Inmate: I'm going to get out of here, and I'm going to demand an explanation for this. Then we will ALL be free.
*Cynical Convict: Yeah, you're just going to run off, aren'tcha?
*Paranoid Prisoner: What about the rules? Only one o' us can win the game!
*Paranoid Prisoner: And it sure ain't gonna be you!
 	
*Saya: Well, can't say I didn't expect this...
 	
*Ydra: Aren't you going to join in?
 	
*Saya: *Clearly* you don't know anything about brawls. It's all about picking the best time.
 	
*Saya: Maximum efficiency and minimum effort!
 	
*Paranoid Prisoner: What the— Look at the size of that chainsaw!
*Paranoid Prisoner: AUGH! She's gonna kill us!
 	
*Saya: Tch... Spotted...
 	
*Dodgy Detainee: Oh, you're one of those no-good punks that thrives on violence!
*Dodgy Detainee: Heh heh! Hey! Get this one to go nuts and then the competition will REALLY thin out!
*Paranoid Prisoner: NO! We gotta do something! All of us can take her!
*Spurred on by the contagious panic, the prisoners all begin taking up arms.
 	
*Saya: Do you take me for a butcher, you dolts?
 	
*Saya: Fine, then. I'll speed up the process—starting with YOU!
 	
**VVVVRRRRRRRR*