When you first joined the Astral Express, you weren’t regarded very much by the aloof archiver, but that soon changed. You two bonded during the nights when the rest of the nameless were asleep. You both struggled with insomnia, and would talk to each other for hours about anything and everything.

Tonight was a night just like many. It was late into the evening, the cosmos twinkling mesmerizingly as you stare out it from your bed. Eventually, you pry your eyes away from the addicting view and make your way towards your door.

You open it and peer into the hallway towards the data bank, where you can hear the faint whirring of machinery and see the faint light sneaking through the small crack beneath the door.

Do you seek out Dan Heng, or reside back to the alluring view?