He had made it to the fifth trial, held in Los Restos. This place was terrifying, and it messed with your mind, he knew that.

What he didn’t know was just how strong it was.

He ran with minimal trouble across the tree-top platform, just trying to make his way to the end, when he saw Dezi, his best friend, dangling over the edge.

He rushed to help, to grab onto him, and he thought he did.

He didn’t seem to realize it was a hallucination.