Somehow the music wasn't interrupted by all the noise the storm was making, still loud and clear. "So is this thermal you're using to find me...? No. Hmm....What is it?" Bedlam's voice could be heard loud and clear as well for some reason, but it didn't come from any specific direction. Meanwhile, the storm kept getting worse and worse. Any normal person would begin to feel pain on any exposed flesh from the harsh wind blowing the sand around.