What happened? My head feels a little fuzzy… I’m not sure where I am… or how I got here. It looks like… old main? Yes, old main, I remember it now. I feel like I’ve been living in a fog, my mind is a jumble of images, flashes, emotions… I can feel again.
I don’t know how I got here… but I appear to be safe. It’s a strange contrast from my last thought. It’s fuzzy still, but I remember a face… terrible and rotten, flesh slipping from bone… I remember a shot, but it wasn’t enough. I remember falling… then I was here. I had done so well, too. I remember running from old main to the library and back. I was safe… I got careless. Making it to the bagpiper gave me too much confidence. I was sloppy. I won’t make that mistake again.
Nemo is beside me. Someone kept him safe for me… all six darts remain in their places. I don’t know who’s been looking out for me, but I’m grateful. I don’t know for sure… but I can guess what happened to me. I don’t know how I’ve come back, why I’ve been given this second chance, but I’m going to make the most of it. I’m going to survive to see the end.