[And then the witch finally looked up and turned aorund to copy sayaka, a smile visible on her shadowy face[ "Ah, dear sister. Can you feel it? " [She said in witchspeak. Copy sayaka could understand her] "The rapture is coming! Our saviour's arrival is soon!"


[meanwhile]
[Kyouko sniffled and looked around] "And now, he's dead. And mom, and you, little sister..."
[The ghostky Momo hugged her sadly[ "Uh-huh. We are, unfortunately. What you see now is just a memory of us."
"That's right...this world, isn't real, is it." [Kyouko rememebred the events from yesterday at the concert now] 'It's just a n illusion, Sayaka made. But I can't be made at her fro it...