When I woke up in this place, I almost could have believed it was paradise. I feel the light flowing through me, it’s everywhere. The ground beneath my feet is a memory. So is the grass, and the sky. The warmth of the sun on my face. Around every corner, every familiar hallway, I keep expecting to see you.
But instead, corruption. A blight. Sickness, spreading through the Traveler. Because the Traveler’s where I am, isn’t it? This disease, I can feel it too. Something in the pit of me knows it won’t stop after it’s consumed this place. You, me, the entirety of everything and everyone we know. He wants to infect it all. We gotta stop what’s happening here. Now. Before it’s too late.

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