The world is fog, and Kyouko's soul gem glows dully. It's the only immediate source of light around here, and she steps carefully, feeling her way along through the gloom. She has to find a witch to kill, and fast. Or a PreCure.

A familiar yelling gets her attention. "Teddie??" She pauses a moment, trying to isolate the source of the sound, and then starts sprinting blindly in that direction. Hopefully it's the right one.