[Misfortune, Yeager, that's what you should be expecting...Page is gripping her sword and pistol rather tightly, alternating between staring at a number of gated entryways around the room, and their wonderful host up the top.]

If memory serves, something tells me you're about to find out.

[Memory does serve, for as soon as she's said that, the man starts to helpfully explain what the bloody hell is about to happen here. As he says 'I spin, you die, we watch', Page starts to bear her teeth.]

This bastard....I can't believe this place. This is a nightmare. Keep an eye on those gates!

[The wheel promptly starts to rotate, and as it stops - on a paw print - Page stares, her anger suddenly gone. Everything about this experience has felt like déjà vu, but now...there's something about the symbols on the wheel that is striking her as odd. They're....different. The paw print is familiar, but there's also a leaf...antlers...a weird symbol....]

This isn't right....this isn't right...

[As Page shakes her head, the gates on one of the doors - bearing the paw print - start to slide open, and their host continues with his speech.]

Why, look at this! My dear, you are in for a treat. Her Majesty and I agreed that your unique talents, that absolutely dogged tenacity - albeit thoroughly misplaced - makes you the perfect test subject for the Wheel of Misfortune 2! Besides, it's not like you've got anything better to do now, do you?

[What emerges from the gates - as Reaver laughs - might look familiar, from your sojourns through the forest; there's four of them, and they look hungry. Page looks terrified, although whether it's from the creatures or what she's being told is unclear.]

I present to you the epitome of feline ferocity....cougars!