[Utena drifts towards the ship, feeling almost like a ghost. The adrenaline, the disgust, the shock has faded away, leaving her numb and hollow. She sees the ship ahead of her, she feels the metal of the sword in her tight grip, but there's a disconnect between her senses and herself, almost as if it's happening to someone else and she's just getting the information second-hand.]

[Then, she sees a girl, a few years older than herself, approach the ship on her own. Her eyes widen; is she crazy? Who knows what could be in there! Snapped out of her daze, Utena runs after her to catch up.]

Hey! Wait up!