"That sounds about right," Demyx said with a sigh. "Maybe they do want to kill us. Man, I really don't want to go through that again..."

It was out of his mouth before he could think about it, so he quickly moved onto another subject. "It seems like some kind of bad game. You know, taking our powers and trying to see how long we can survive without them. How did I ever end up in this place...?" Well, he guessed it couldn't be helped. Many of the other organization members, and the superiors, had ended up here before him, so it really was only a matter of time. Though, there was also that one issue of him being here before.