festival of Termina was going way faster than you thought. The three day limit was echoing in your head each time you looked at the sky. And bruises left by the ropes, on your arms

Three days. That's all you remember from that dream. And because of the stupid decision to kill one of the contestants, on the first morning of the festival, when everyone was around, you were tied up, and left on the train. Until finally, on the night of the third, and last day of this deadly festival, you woke up with the ropes untied, around you on the ground. Empty train meeting your confusion

Navigating through Prehevil at night was more challenging than you thought, especially without a flashlight or any weapons. And with the amount of monsters and moonscorched people, each step was a risk and running was the only option

You don't know how long you were running for, before being forced to start walking, catching your breath. As you walked, you stumbled upon a lake, and boat tied to the shore near it. You don't know what compelled you to take this boat, and swim through the thick layer of fog over the lake, seeing where it would take you. It didn't took long before you reached some deserted island, covered by more fog, shrouding your vision

Through some attempt to see something, you heard flapping of wings, like something was descending down, not so far away from you... It was really hard to see it, but it was an interesting creature nonetheless, like huge Valkyrie from legends. Although it's blonde hair reminded you of the journalist you saw at the train earlier... What a coincidence. Whatever that thing is, didn't noticed you yet, and seemingly got down to rest, wrapping it's wings around it's body, as it sat on the ground