>"Alright, let's go."
>With a nod, you and Mugetsu fly to intercept Maribel and Marisa.
>The fissure shudders again and its tendrils surge outward. The remaining Gengetsu glances towards it and has just enough time to utter a last cry of rage against the world before being swallowed inside. A large crack tears along the space between you and Marisa and dozens of splinters fan out from it towards you, devouring the world in their wake.
>"Hang on!" Marisa cries as her broom suddenly surges forward, leaving a trail of light in its path. You glance back at the fissure. You're not going to be able to outrun it. You're not even going to be able to crest the divide to Marisa before it catches you... You can feel the fissure gaining on you; reality falling apart behind you.
>Mugetsu looks towards Maribel and Marisa as you race away. It's gaining on them, too; fractures in space and dream chasing after them like a dozen chaotic serpents. They're not going to make it, either. You not going to be able to reach them.
>You feel Mugetsu take your hand in hers and speak a single word, quiet word: "Go."
>She yanks firmly on your arm and you lurch towards the ground, turning your head towards her just in time to see her flicker and vanish into the air. The world behind you is dominated by an enormous purple scar, voracious and devouring. And next it will devour you. You feel yourself tumble into the undergrowth, foliage rushing up around your limbs and across your face. The expected impact with the ground never comes.