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You all are in town once more, but something seems different; like the town is bigger than it was when you last looked around. No matter, it must be nothing.
Those of you who are joining, you awaken in your bed, warm under heaps of blankets. It's misty in the morning, and colder than usual.
Arriving back in the forest, you realize there are memories in your head you do not recognize, memories of battle, fighting against figures of smoke and shadow.
Your knife just passes through.
"I do not know who I was anymore. I was a father, a husband, and a midwife. I was a lord, a God, a sacrifice. I was a guardian, a traitor, loyal to the end. All of this is true."