I opened my eyes to see the ceiling of a dimly lit room. This can’t be heaven, can it? I thought.
My mind was muddled up at the moment so I tried to clear it up by picking out the things that still made sense: Firewalt, Francesca, Victoria, Trichloris. I shot up from the bed I now realized I was laying on. Trichloris was back and he had his mask; even worse, I had helped him unwittingly again just like last year.
“Thank God you’re awake, I was starting to get really worried,” said Victoria with a big sigh of relief as she came to sit on the bed by me; she must have been in the room for a while before I noticed her. We kissed but when I removed my hands from her cloak, it came back muddy, which is strange because nowhere I knew in Firewalt had mud.
“Where are we?” I asked as I stood up
