>Okay, foursome
>Deja vu.
>"Deja vu."
>Head for the voice!
>"Maribel?! Hang on!"
>Marisa grins. "Heh. Well they don't call me the magician of love for nothin'.">That makes what? The fourth time you've been here? First, while falling asleep, and now while
actually asleep.
>"Yes," Mugetsu says. "It does look like that place."
>You quickly head in the direction of the voice, calling out to Maribel.
>"I get the feeling I'm missing something," Marisa says, as she runs alongside you.
>"This is where my sister and Maribel first met," Mugetsu says. "Or a memory of it."
>After a little bit, you catch sight of a human figure dashing wildly through the trees, her arms before her face as an awkward shield against onrushing branches. A pair of winged shadowy figures are chasing her, swooping deftly in and around the branches and each other, though they never seem to quite catch up. They look like the creature you and Rumia fought in the fissure, though their form is a little more irregular and indefinite.