Sergey awakens in a strange place. Conflicting smells of smoke and petrichor saturate his nostrils. He looks up at a giant spire, the creation of some ancient civilization. Beside him drifts the ghostly woman he saw in The Void.
Are you okay? She seems to say, without speaking.
Sergey merely nods and gets to his feet. “What happened?”
The ghostly woman points at the spire.
A foreign chorus of voices rattle inside Sergey’s head: We’ve been waiting for someone to find us. He looks to the woman, as it to ask if she knows what’s going on. She understands, yet shakes her head. Her expression is… confused. It seems they are both now strangers in this strange land.