I didnāt realize they let some of you guys back out. But from the sounds of things, it hasnāt been a happy return back. Not that it ever couldā¦
I canāt guarantee anything, butā¦Iām hoping you can find some sort of peace before they send you all back in. āSilver
Sage's eyes widen, as he recognizes the voice speaking, even through the distortion of the speaker system. "Silver?!
I- I don't think they took me out of the simulation willingly. I kind of... forced their hand.
But how are you speaking to me? Are you still in the games? What- what happened after I died?"
He bites down on his questions. He's been so starved for any sort of interaction, any familiarity, that its easy to forget that Silver was... his enemy? In the last game? Was she? It- it's all so complicated. Does any of that matter? Now that its over?
"I- I think peace is hard to come by. Even outside the games."
The idea of another game... Sage knows its going to happen. Can't image a world where they don't continue. But- its still unpleasant to think about. Even if he would be grateful to see the sky again. ...Grateful to see the people he cares about again.
Soft laughter drifts through the speaker, with the slightest tinge of saddness to it.
āAh, I see. Iāve heard whisperings whenever they take me for treatments. But I wasnāt sure.
Regarding your questionsā¦ā
Thereās a brief pause, as if sheās debating how to even answer.
āā¦I was told thereād be a microphone and that they wanted people to speak to you again. Like I said, Iāve got no clue what theyāve been doing to you, but it sounds like itās been horrible.
The restā¦Iām afraid isnāt a question I can answer. Itāsā¦complicated, to say the least.ā
She sighs, shifting slightly behind the mike.
āā¦even if itās hard to come by, I canāt wish anything but peace for you. For everybody inside the simulation, trapped within this cycle.ā
