On the third day however, her dark eyes go blank and then she assembles people and leads them up a level to where grain is stored. “I’m guessin’,” Persephone starts, with regret in her deep voice. “That there’s some things that need fixing. The Sphere things ya’ll are the ones to be doing it. I don’t know what’s down there, only it’s bad and you’re gonna need to be getting through that door to turn them machines back on. It’s always gods damn machines, I swear. Don’t know what else to tell ya other than if you don’t turn em back on, we’re gonna die and there ain’t gonna be no comin’ back. Don’t know about you folks, but I have no intention of dyin’ here so far away from my Underworld, so ya better get hustling. Here’s some supplies, and ya better get going.”

Persephone just points to the door mostly hidden behind the grain and then steps out of the room, sealing them inside.