The monolith lets forth a silent scream. Words rage from the distant past, inserting themselves into my brain. My vision

Warriors dialogue

The monolith lets forth a silent scream. Words rage from the distant past, inserting themselves into my brain. My vision begins to swim.

Warrior accepts journey's end. Embrace death.

I am suddenly underwater. I am drowning. Water clogs my lungs. My chest is on fire. I gasp for air where there is none, and feel only tepid liquids filling me inside and out. My vision is clouding. I know this is my time. This is it. This is what it feels like.

Suddenly, a green hand thrusts itself through the surface of the water. The light is fading.

Dialogue choices

Reach for hand

I reach for the hand, but it pushes me back down. Reality reverts. I live, but I feel empty somehow, hollow. The air I breathe has the tang of disappointment.

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