[ For a moment, all you see is the floor and a corner of the door to his suite, shuddering as something repeatedly rams into it from the other side. ]

If anyone can hear this...

[ Cloud can't quite focus the camera on him and cover the door at the same time and clutch an odd-looking green orb to his chest. Whatever's trying to get through, he's only barely keeping it at bay with his back pressed up against the door and his teeth gritted in pain. ]

There was a dead man in my room. He--

[ The thing beyond the door is groaning. It yells something that sounds like, "CLOUD STRIFE, YOU OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW!" ]

He came to life. He--

[ Cloud's aggressor is shouting demands now. It sounds like, "Cloud! If you're gonna leave a guy stuck alone out here, you might as well bring him a pizza! . . . Pepperoni and Pineapple!" ]

You gotta believe me. I don't know what's going on, but it's bad.

[ The video feed switches to a closeup of one burning Mako-blue eye. Cloud softly concludes with: ]

Gaea have mercy on us all.

[The Video feed pops on to show the face of a cheerful young man. It may seem odd, considering the beach all arrive at is in the background.]

Hey, there. The name's Kyle. So, new arrival, I guess. I hope to meet you all pretty soon but-- hey!

[The video shakes roughly and a crystalline object dominates the screen. It's an oyhene, one of the crystallized steeds. Kyle can be heard in the background, laughing exasperatedly. He manages to get the camera back on himself, only now his hair is messed up with one side completely defying gravity.]

Like I was saying, I think this guy's gonna be around a while, and I feel bad not naming him. Got any suggestions?

[Yuffie is trying to get her room organized in a way she liked but runs into a few problems. She ends up hanging upside down from a rope she had fastened to the ceiling.

Well this is certainly embarrassing. The only thing that could be worse is if...

Yuffie looks down and sees the communication device on and the screen pointed at her.]

HOPE!

[She screams for her suitemate hoping that they are within shouting range. She swings a little trying to pick up the device and stop the feed. Her fingers barely brush it as she reaches for it.]