Trying hard to place behind her the fact that she wanted to get out of this place, this actual mausoleum, as quickly as possible, Madison took a deep breath and nodded. "I know, I know, trust me." She used her calmer, most compassionate voice and hardly had to fake anything. It couldn't be easy to comprehend.
"I promise you it will come to make more sense. As much as it can. This place where we are, not the mausoleum, the place in general, whoever put us here is known for testing people. I haven't been here as long as some and so I haven't really been tested too much." Madison looked around, then at herself. "I guess this is my first."
Obviously, she didn't know where the key was, otherwise she would have gotten it already. Madison offered the girl a small smile, lifting up her left wrist, thus bringing Willow's right up along with it. ""We'll have to find out. We need to work together. We'll find a way, I promise." Or else she would have to get creative and possibly violent. But that was a last resort. Madison folded her legs beneath herself and got on her knees. "What's your name? Are you okay to stand up?"