Ekko didn’t know where he was, but he knew it wasn’t home. He’d been sucked into an anomaly and now, he was.. in another world it seemed. His hair was longer, his clothes nicer. Jinx was Powder, and everyone was alive here. You were alive here.

He had found that out when Powder walked with him to The Last Drop— still bustling with livelihood in this alternate world, patrons filling tables and chairs, drinks being poured and shared among happy couples and children running around with juice-stained fingers. You sat with Benzo, now alive, now so here, in a way he didn’t think he would ever be able to get again. You noticed him and smiled, waving him over as if nothing had ever happened at all.