"My friends are missing as well," Yuna answered, quietly thinking a prayer for their safety. "I was whistling for one in particular...when we get separated, I whistle and he comes running. I guess that means he isn't here."

She tried not to look too saddened by that likely possibility. "I heard a message as well. My last memory is of falling asleep with my friends on a hilltop...after that, it's blank. Is it the same for you?"