You all wake up, and break into the stash of tea and biscuits that are always kept in the library's office.

Most of you look a little rumpled- sleeping on the floor of a library will do that to you- but Yunalesca is impeccable, not a hair out of place. You wish you looked as good as him.

Yunalesca sips his tea and stares off into the distance. This is the face of a philosopher-king.

Yunalesca speaks. "First! Get out here!"

The image of Mrs. Summers appears once more. "What do YOU want, do-gooder?" she sneers, but keeps her distance. Even though Yuna couldn't possibly hurt her with his mastery of dozens of martial arts styles, she obviously doesn't want to take any chances.

"End this farce now. We both know that you'll never win. Truth and good will always prevail!" Yunalesca smiles, the sun glinting off his teeth. "And you're really nothing more than a ghost. I've fought cybernetic demons, gods, and Incan mummies. What do you think you could possibly do?"

The First flinches, Yunalesca's words obviously striking a nerve. "Pitiful mortal! You will see this "farce" through, or you will all die! Bwahahahah!"

You all stare at her, wondering why she is acting like a cartoon villain. She coughs nervously, and disappears.


"Right." Yunalesca claps his hands and laughs, a sound like the chiming of bells. He's so hot. "Let's get this over with. I have a half dozen supermodels I'm taking out to dinner this week, and I can't be cooped up in a library filled with books that I wrote!"

The rest of you look around. Everyone seems to be here. You just know that with the help of Yunalesca, you can do anything!