We lost contact with May for a while and when we got contact again there was a banging scratching sound and heavy panicked breathing. It took a while before she actually spoke and al she said to Harold was pass me to Faceless. So I took the phone.
May: Hey. So... *Nervous laugh* He found me. I still can't access the path and I'm trapped. I still have no clue where I am and he'll get in here any second. I'm not a fighter never have been. I'm pretty much entirely useless as an agent. Never even killed anyone. The master probably sent me on this mission to get rid of me.
Faceless: If he takes you it will make him more identifiable to the rest of us. Your death will be of use at least.
May: That's nice to know... Anyways I wanted to say something to you. *Pause. The banging getting louder* I lied about my name. Dalia is my real name. May is my preferred name.
Faceless: ... So you switched them when you told us knowing we'd call you by what we thought was your real name just to be dicks?
May: Pretty much.
Faceless: *Pause* Goodbye May.
Yeah... I don't have anything else to say.