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[There's a thump and a cry as someone lands on the edge of the mountains. Ellone's back and from the way she's picking herself up to her knees and crawling around a little bit, one would think she's a bit blind. Imagine that. Eventually, she lays her hands on her journal, manages to open it up, and scrawl a hurried note across the page, though the handwriting is all skewed, sideways and all over the page... kind of like she can't see what she's writing.]

...Raine... Uncle Laguna... Squall... Selphie... someone... I...

[It trails off from there.]