A white void stretches from the horizon. Concrete curls under the unseen pressure, crushed into fine dust. You stand in the middle of a crumbling road. Staring into the pale face of imminent death. The earth cries out. Chasms erupt before you, the gray ground falling away beyond your perception. A shrill, rhythmic screech, almost a laugh, fills your ears. A cacophony of bending steel sounds as buildings collapse into ruin.

Deep down, you knew. There was no getting away. No matter how far you ran, how fast, it would eventually catch you.

The scent of coming rain. You’re shaking, being ripped apart at the seams. The very core of your being thrust into the epicenter of the voracious devastation. An incomprehensible voice calls out. Less a call, more a laugh, a chiding.

It was as if the world itself was mocking you. What for? Why? No answer comes to mind.

There was no point in trying. You closed your eyes, accepting the end before you.

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Your nose itches, but you can’t seem to scratch it. You try to thrust your arm up, but nothing happens.

What was going on? Try as though you might, even with all your strength, you don’t move a muscle.

Simply gritting your teeth was a struggle. After a minute, you finally register your surroundings.

A cold, cave floor. Patches of grassing reaching out just beyond your downed body. Leading to a small lake with rays of light illuminating scattered dust. A second wind invigorates your body as you hoist yourself up using the damp cavern wall. However, after two steps, you trip forward, catching yourself before plummeting into the lake.

You stare at the clear reflection for a moment. What stares back is…

>A short, red-headed girl.
>A tall, red-headed man.