All quoted text is Maya's narration unless otherwise noted.

"Every awful thing I've ever done floods back into my mind."

The tendrils reach out, ensnaring around Maya.

A tendril cuts into her side.

"Death,"

The tendril snaps her arm, and she drops her gun.

"Brutality,"

A pointed tendril stabs her from behind.

"Betrayal."

Maya slumps trying to recover. The tendril wraps around her neck.

"This is the creature I once was,"

The tendril tightenes. Maya tries to pull it off her neck.

"I still am."

"The memories I might treasure in comparison..."

The tendrils lift her tens of feet off the gorund.

The tendrils slam her to the floor.

"...seem shallow and poor."

"My reliance on them deceiptful"

Maya reaches out to her dropped gun. The tendril curls around her arm.

"Undeserved,"

The tendril pierces her hand.

"Pathetic."

Maya's arm falls to the ground. The tendril retreats.

Three tendrils descend, approaching Maya's motionless hand.