You attempt to rise, plucking yourself up from the field of asphodel that may be your final resting place. You feel groggy, and obviously you’re unwell. But you have to keep going, otherwise you’ll never get up again.
You hear a buzz on your phone.
== [CHAT LOG COMMENCE] == LOVINO: You should come over, if you’re feeling well enough. AYUMI: you sure? LOVINO: Yeah, but only if you’re up for it. LOVINO: I don’t want to strain anything. AYUMI: no, gladly AYUMI: anything for a distraction LOVINO: One of the locals here says I have become the Witch, the savior of the planet AYUMI: interesting LOVINO: Overwhelming. LOVINO: And I don’t know what it means LOVINO: Or if I have any powers in addition to the ability to fly AYUMI: presumably a witch is full of magic, albeit magic that is thus far obfuscated to you LOVINO: I’m unsure how to tap into my potential. LOVINO: And you know a thing or two about magic. AYUMI: i wouldn’t call it magic. AYUMI: but sure. AYUMI: i’ll be at your house as soon as i can LOVINO: Thanks. Take your time; I’ll be a minute. == [CHAT LOG CEASE] ==