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[The faint sound of sloshing water can be heard in the background, but no voices, nothing. This continues for several minutes until finally, Roxas' voice can be heard.]

It's not real. It's not. You can't fool me this time!

[His voice chokes.]

Hayner. Pence. Olette. You're not real, are you? It's just another digital -

...You. Why do I keep seeing you everywhere? Who are you? [A pause.] ...Wait! Come back! There's still something I need to say!

[The sloshing of water picks up, frantic as he starts running.]

Don't go!!

[--Click.]

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...All of the bodies are here, on the glass. That place in the heart.

[Riqis recoils sharply, teetering on the edge of the dais with the next surge of surf rushing past his eyes, roses suddenly scented like death.]

Snap out of it!

[He backs out of Riqis' space, slipping in the water and falling backwards. The glass shatters and he splashes into the water. He's quick to surface, back in reality, moving up to him and sputtering.]

The ... glass in Twilight Town? What ... heart?

No. No, that part in Sora's memories -

The voices too. About him as a keybearer. The stained glass.

I ... never saw that.

It was about the door. You...don't?

[There's a spray of water when Roxas slips, and Riqis squints against the salt, wet rose petals clinging to him and drawing out the darkness which spreads about his aura. For a moment the world turns sickeningly, dark sky, black sand and a pulling tide underfoot...and there's his friend again, coughing.]

Come on! We've got to get-

[The current pulls again and this time he dives for Roxas' arm, the tide threatening to drag the two apart. There's almost no room to breathe, grit and petals and an echoing laugh in his ears. He staggers upright, disoriented.]

Where's this?

[He stands, suddenly feeling Riqis press himself into his arms, holding tight to him as the water rushes at them. He hears his own laugh, that sickeningly mad sound, and the feel of steel in his lungs. He holds him upright and forms a portal.]

In.

[And he pulls him into the portal, dumping them both into the upstairs of the Lux.]

Some Chosen One I am. I got Ansem's voice instead.

Huh. I guess.

Is that all you're seeing? Doesn't sound too bad. Yet.

Bodies don't sound bad?

Whose?

[...only it's not quite the Lux, with the both of them still covered in bits of the roses, but Roxas' room back in Twilight Town, colorful and childish but lit by a sunset more crimson than golden.

Riqis coughs up seawater and shakes hair out of his face, reeling from the change of scenery. But he manages to look to his friend, clapping him on the shoulder.]

You...okay?

The one my other side killed. Here.

[He slowly gets up, dripping on the bed, staring at him and then around the room. His eyes turn instantly distraught.]

...Yeah. [It's toneless, and he stands and goes to touch the little fishbowl.]

Roxas--? Wh-what's going on--?

Keep out of the water, Dawn.

[He laps at his lips, mouth bitter with salt, and wrinkles his nose at all the petals. Sitting on the floor, he looks around confusedly and checks to make sure his communicator's still there... Then notices Roxas' expression.]

...Roxas? Hey- Are you alright? What is this place?

A-alright...

...Is it something like the red rain again?

[He touches the fish bowl, his hand passing through the blue light and touching it as though it was real.]

My fake room...in Twilight Town.

There's water everywhere. If you touch it, it'll hurt you.

What about you? Are you going to be alright?

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