A touch of morning light illuminated the Plunder City-State, which had slumbered through the night. The sun, locked by twin Rune Circles, rose slowly in the sky like a blazing wheel, and under the formidable might of anomaly 001, the night's non-terrestrial beings began to fade away at last.
The shadows in the alleys, the whispers in deserted places, the murmurs amongst the coastal waves, the gaze of nothingness in the depths of the lanes, and the entangling Dreamscape.
Sherry opened her eyes.
She saw the unfamiliar ceiling, and through the nearby window, the sunlight fell upon the bedside cabinet and the adjacent desk. The room, clean and tidy, was a simple cottage, but still much nicer than where she lived.