After many many days of traveling, Thomas reached the city.
He had escaped the monster, and will finally be reunited with his friend.
As he entered the city, he stumbled, and a memory resurfaced.
"Hey, Charlie, look over there!"
"A Traveling Fortune Teller? Sure, we can check it out."
Thomas and Charlie entered the tent at the carnival.
"Hello children... When you are in the land of terror, where nightmares and dreams become real...
"Remember these words...
"The night sky is dark when you're alone."
Charlie and Thomas looked at each other, and slowly walked out of the tent.
"That didn't even cost any money. What was she on about?" Charlie asked.
"I don't know Charlie... That felt scarily important..."
How... How did the Fortune Teller know about this? The land of terror? And her voice... It sounded just like the fae...
Thomas snapped out of it.
He looked around, and the city looked a bit different from before.
The only thing that matters is the figure he saw in front of him.
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"Thomas!" Charlie exclaimed.
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"Charlie!" Thomas exclaimed. "Charlie, Charlie! It is so good seeing you again."
Reflexively, Thomas looked up at the sky.
He was now with his friend, and so surely the sky should be lit up, if what the Fortune Teller said was true.
However... The sky was still dark.
Surely that means the fortune teller was wrong...
Right?