[ yeah, he got her good. she's here stuck in his webbing, watching her sister die right in front of her, again. it's not real, it's not real, it's not real, it's not real.... ]

I didn't.... it's not.... she's....

[ for the first time since wonderland showed its ugly carcass, maya feels the black sludge coming up her throat -- her shield of unyielding optimism, which has protected her and kept her going cracks -- and the despair bubbles up. literally. she's starting to vomit. her eyes are welling up with tears. he's really got her. ]

S.... Sis....

[ no, this isn't.... ]

[ that can't be mia. mia wouldn't lose to something like this. she wouldn't die to something like this. she wouldn't be trapped in a mirror. that's not the way these mirrors work. it has to be fake. it just has to. ]

[ it's not real, it's not real, it's not real, it's not real-- ]

[ maya swallows the vomit, forcing it back down. forcing it all back down. ]

[ she starts shooting elritch blasts at the webbing to free herself. ]

......

I know that's not really my sister. [ she doesn't sound entirely certain, but. ] But who exactly are you supposed to be?! You're obviously not Michael!

[ he had character development!! ]