[Presea Combatir has woken up. Strangely enough, there is one thing different besides her missing bar code: She now appears two years older. And, quietly, but no longer hesitant in her speech, she addresses the ever present sphere.]

I remember everything, now. All that happened, the time I lost. But I haven't left here.

Does anyone know how?

[Presea is walking down the hallways. Despite this sudden onset of happiness, she hasn't abandoned her axe... After all, this isn't the first time Presea has had her emotions manipulated, and although this is in the opposite direction, she still has some self-preservation instinct left. There are also some benefits to having been a wood chopper and ( Read more... )

[Presea wakes up, confused, and scared, and angry. Nothing is making sense. This place is like where she arrived, but different. The lights are working, the walls aren't crumbling... This is like the ship she woke up on, but fixed ( Read more... )