[As Estelle dives to catch the Spherement, the dream continues to crumble around them... slowly, very slowly, the 2D world crumples down... until the moment the girl clasps her hands around the orb.
Everything freezes with the exception of Peter, Quinn, and Estelle, fading into an odd sepia tone.]
What.
[...]
Whose dream is this?
[The voice that echoes now sounds mildly bemused by whatever bizarre thing is happening here.]
no subject
Everything freezes with the exception of Peter, Quinn, and Estelle, fading into an odd sepia tone.]
What.
[...]
Whose dream is this?
[The voice that echoes now sounds mildly bemused by whatever bizarre thing is happening here.]