Is it normal for the city to be overrun with rat-men?

Or was this a special occasion?

This isn't funny.

[Aya's voice is quiet, though no less surprised for its lack of volume.]

What the hell...?

[A long pause, and then Aya's tone is both resigned and disgusted.]

I hate this place.

I really hate this fucking place.

So much ash and nothing's burning. It doesn't make sense. Just like everything else.

Fitting, though.

I have information about Cloud.

I haven't slept in a week. I'm not in a good mood.

I'm going to find somewhere quiet and empty where I can take a nap.

I will not hesitate to kill anyone who bothers me. Consider this fair warning.

I keep waiting to wake up. None of this should be possible. But here it is.

Now what am I supposed to do?

[Aya sounds angry, confused, and VERY unhappy.]

What the hell is going on?