Velicia woke with a soft gasp.
The ceiling above her shimmered faintly, painted with stars that weren’t from the sky. She sat up slowly and felt the warm blankets around her.
She could smell lavender, and something faintly sweet.
She blinked, dazed.
“Where… am I?” she whispered.
She looked around the room in confusion. Then she realized she was back in that purple cave back in Myst.
Then she saw them.
Carl.
Cole.
Cray.
They were seated at the edge of the bed, their eyes wide, like they hadn’t taken a breath since she moved.
“Velicia—!” Cray reached for her hand instantly.
“Are you okay?” Cole’s voice was shaking.
“Do you feel pain? Anywhere?” Carl’s eyes scanned her like a soldier checking for wounds.
She blinked again, overwhelmed. “I… I think I’m okay. Just… confused.”
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