[A quiet realization and Zoey quickly suppressed the anger that was clearly visible on her face.]

I can't say I blame you. [Was the orange-haired girl referring to the first comment or second? It was difficult to discover which one.] Right now I'm trying to summarize what is true and what isn't. One, we were transported here by something unknown to us. And as much as I hate believing words of strangers, it's entirely possible some of what they say is truthful. My earliest memory before I woke up here was... well. I was on the way home.