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[As soon as consciousness washes over him, Ramza scrambles out of the bed and reaches for a sword he won't soon find. Where-? How-? The questions shoot through him like bullets, but sadly the same cannot be said for their answers.
The last thing he remembers- well, "remembers" is a strange way to describe it, as Ramza feels like it happened only moments ago -was his sword cutting into Altima's chest. The demon had screamed, the graveyard had crumbled, and then-
A bed that was not his own. Suffocatingly white wallpaper. Strange, foreign clothing, and what scars he had obtained over the course of his journey as missing as though he had never had them at all. He felt fresh, more well-rested than he had in ages; what he didn't feel was safe. The pictures on the bedside table... of himself- married? To a blonde woman he had never met in his life? What was going on here?
And here was one of him smiling, cradling a giggling baby girl in his arms. A girl who, as the years through the pictures progressed, seemed to look quite a bit like-
Ramza drops the picture to the ground, and he bumps the nearby phone off its hook just in time for it to catch his shocked cry.]
A-Alma!?
The last thing he remembers- well, "remembers" is a strange way to describe it, as Ramza feels like it happened only moments ago -was his sword cutting into Altima's chest. The demon had screamed, the graveyard had crumbled, and then-
A bed that was not his own. Suffocatingly white wallpaper. Strange, foreign clothing, and what scars he had obtained over the course of his journey as missing as though he had never had them at all. He felt fresh, more well-rested than he had in ages; what he didn't feel was safe. The pictures on the bedside table... of himself- married? To a blonde woman he had never met in his life? What was going on here?
And here was one of him smiling, cradling a giggling baby girl in his arms. A girl who, as the years through the pictures progressed, seemed to look quite a bit like-
Ramza drops the picture to the ground, and he bumps the nearby phone off its hook just in time for it to catch his shocked cry.]
A-Alma!?