Emergence

The voice continued, and as it did so, the Collector noted that the psionic space began to falter in its structural integrity. The darkness that filled the cavern began to encroach on the light even more, and as it did so, the cavern began to rumble, as if ready to shatter apart at any given moment.

This was a sign that whatever connection that had been established between the Collector and this voice was now entering the end of its time. Yet, not due to willful termination on part of the voice, but due to environmental circumstances that the Collector did not yet grasp.

All the Collector could be certain of for now was that this connection was both temporary and unstable.

[You must have many questions, my child. But my time with you is drawing near to an end, for the darkness submerges me once more.

Know that as much as I can, I am with you.