As you look around, you’re shrouded in a sudden bout of nausea. You had just been in Marley. Eren is dead. So why is he standing right in front of you, practicing his ODM gear?

You look around and realize everyone is right here. It’s as if nothing ever happened. As if it was all a nightmare. But it felt real. The grief was real. The pain was real. You walk over to some of your friends, stumbling over your feet.

“Are you okay?” Sasha asks, only to have her face grabbed by you. “You look a little out of it.” She jokes, grabbing your hands to free her face with an awkward smile.

You look over to see Eren and Reiner talking, before hurrying over and grabbing Eren’s arm, looking frantic and confused. You try to drag him away, but he stops you with a worried expression, “Hey, you don’t look all that well, is everything okay?” He asks, as he grabs your shoulders, sending you into even more confusion. “Breathe, okay?” He instructs, looking mildly alarmed.