The next afternoon...

Denton: "Hey!"

Denton catches up to all of the Catalysts besides Isaac.

Phillip: "How's your day going?"

Denton: "Boring."

Isaac is casually strolling towards the base that appears to be 24 meters away, not noticing the others.

Max: "Good to know."

Jacob however, is completely out of it."

Jacob: "(talking to himself) For the love of god please don't be real."

Bryant: "You've been like this all day."

They've arrived at the base.

Jack: "Something wrong?"

Isaac is currently trying to learn about the little project James, Dr. LeeAnn, and Alphonse are working on from LeeAnn.

Dr. LeeAnn: "I won't say anything until we're done with the design."

Isaac: "But that's no fun."

Isaac notices Jacob.

Isaac: "Hey fuckhead!"

No reaction as the others head over to see what's going on with Jacob.

CJ: "Give us an answer!"

Jacob: "(dreadfully) What if you guys weren't the only ones brought here?"

Connor: "I have no idea what you could-"

Everyone has a sudden realization.

Tyler: "You honestly can't be suggesting that-"

Cereza: "I think he's suggesting that."

Dread fills everyone's bodies.

Tori: "Where did you even get an idea like that?!"

Cole: "Probably the shower."

Jacob: "(out of it) It was the shower.

Randy: "But I'm pretty sure some of them can't use their powers any-"

An arrow of binary code flies perfectly through the middle of the group.

BroBot: "?!"

???: "We were hoping for a little surprise."

The arrow dissolves into thin air.

Dante: "No..."

They turn in the direction where the arrow was fired, revealing their worst nightmares.

Requiem: "We're baaaaack."

Max: "That's my line!"

The group locks themselves into battle stances as they equip their gear.

Lucifer: "So you eight are what created us."

They lock on the Catalysts.

Jacob draws a claymore as Denton equips himself in a western styled outfit with twin, yellow pistols giving off electricity.

Phillip: "Ah yes, my name is Phillip. I am the local furry."

Soalious: "We don't care."

Phillip: "(disappointed) Aw..."

The wind begins to blow from behind the enemies.

Damiax: "Ready for round two?"

Dante: "We were hoping there wasn't going to be a round two!"