[Hyatt is dying today. Which isn't especially unusual, but she seems even worse than usual. that is, she's bleeding black goo and having difficulty breathing. :|a;;;; She has contracted a lovely case of Geostigma.]

Hello, City...!

[she tilts her head and smiles. the blood on her lips is something one should be accustomed to ignoring by now.]

I was simply curious... how long have some of you been trapped here?

What... is the record, perchance?