The voices don't stop, and the shifting surroundings don't help matters much, either. It's all with the purpose of getting Gwen to give in, and it's hard. It's hard to block it all out and just keep moving forward. And there were frequent monster attacks sent her way too, because why not. But she couldn't let them win.

She wasn't going to.

Gwen makes it through a hall, hearing footsteps as they become louder and louder.

Could be a friend, and she really hopes for that. But Gwen can't really take a chance, so she ducks behind a pile of rubble, waiting and wanting for a good solid look of who or what was approaching her.