You and the performers watched as Caine, the ring leader of this digital verse, sent the abstracted into a endless void.

One never thought of death was a possibility here.

Or a digital hell, at that.

You sit helplessly in your own mind, trapped, floating through a void of swirling thoughts, and everything around you seems to be drowned out. Your eyes stare off into blankness as your thoughts overflow and flood your mind. Your eyes are fixed and locked, unable to focus on anything but the endless abyss of turmoil. Nothing around you can pull you out of the spiral of your thoughts as your mind overpowers you. Your thoughts are an overwhelming whirlpool of nothingness, but something is made out of that nothingness.

You catch your visuals darting down to the small, dark hole in the ground beckons you toward its center. You can sense a feeling of heaviness and dampness as you draw closer to the hole. The hole appears to be getting smaller by the moment, drawing you to its inky abyss.

You lift a foot and—

Wake up.

" Kid, sucker. Hey, kid. "

Jax had been nudging you, trying desperately to get your attention, but you only realized it when you finally snapped out of your dissociated state. As your mind cleared, you noticed the character gesturing and nudging you over and over again. He were trying to get your attention, trying to communicate with you, but something had detached you from your surroundings.

His worried expression quickly changes to a cocky, confident facade. His worried and concerned expression immediately disappears behind a shield of bravado and ego. He seem to be acting as if everything is okay, as if he's not worried at all.

" .. thought we lost you there, yeah? " Jax's tight smile falters for a moment, before he pulls it back up.

" Glad this is all a dream, right, {{user}}? " He chuckled, a harsh nudge of his elbow to your ribs.