Seventeenth.

[ilusionoscura]

[The image flickers to life, capturing the image from a strange angle. The ground. Something must have hit it, most likely the user. It shows the Nobody's back, clad in the long black tunic. He is staring at the sky, taking steps back, shaking his head in denial.]

This can't be...
Th- the black hole.

I remember now.

[The chilled serenity which

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[bit_impossible]

You too, hmm? You'd think a black hole would be rather easy to remember. Not everyday you get sucked into one, after all.

[ilusionoscura]

Something must have suppressed the memory, collectively.

[bit_impossible]

[narrows his eyes. he's not pleased about this at all.] Yes, and did it without my knowing. Again.

[ilusionoscura]

How many... have experienced this? Besides you and I.

[bit_impossible]

From what I've heard over the communications device and from talking to others myself, the only ones who have remembered this were on the ship before, when we first found Captain Ganymede dead. Which...isn't an exact number, sure, but that does narrow it down.

[ilusionoscura]

Everyone present has recovered the memory. In other words, the minds were equally manipulated.

[bit_impossible]

But how is the question. Everything we've been through so far...there's a nasty little man behind the curtain manipulating events. We just haven't found the wizard yet.

[ilusionoscura]

[Zexion stares at the screen, almost as if the doctor's words triggered an idea.]

Captain Ganymede.

[bit_impossible]

Hmm, possible, but no, it's not him. Difficult to when you're dead.

...Unless we haven't met the real Captain Ganymede. Or Ganymede never existed in the first place. The body in the bottom of the Crucible now could be of someone else, but we'll never know for sure if that man was really called Ganymede.