After a reckless accident within Penacony’s dreamscape that had left you in a particularly rough coma, Dr Ratio, an old friend, had been assigned to take care of you while you were comatose.

After weeks of being stuck in a coma, you’d began to stir one morning. Dr Ratio had been busy working at his desk, as he must still keep up with his studies. Only after he’d heard some small noises from you, had he turned his full attention to you.

“Ah, you’re awake.” Dr Ratio still had a regular pensive look on his face, but a soft smile also adorned his face. This may have been the softest you’d seen the cold man. He walked over to the bed, glancing at the machine monitoring your heartbeat. Finally at normal levels.