Anna, who was descending, suddenly stopped. After some thought, she controlled a mass of Rotten Inflammation to move toward the door. The green flames roamed the interior but touched nothing.
Immediately after, everything began to reverse. The Rotten Inflammation inside the containment room retraced its path, returning to Anna before vanishing. As Anna, whose waist had been completely submerged, returned to the Earth's surface, the thick alloy door that the Rotten Inflammation had melted simultaneously healed and resealed itself.
Then, a new cycle began. Anna, descending, suddenly stopped. After a moment of thought, she sent a ball of Rotten Inflammation toward the door, but the green flames still touched nothing. Her actions repeated endlessly, the surroundings as silent as a pantomime. Everything in the room cycled between its start and end points, seemingly destined to repeat until the end of time.
