[She can feel the sting of the bitter cold, and the way that it digs into her bones and tries to slow her down. She won't stay put for long, and Tifa starts to wander through the dark, one careful step at a time to make sure that she won't just fall through, until... she breaks out into a jog that turns into a run. Not even that is enough to keep the cold at bay as it sinks deeper and deeper, but she keeps running anyway, ignoring the way everything feels harder to move.
She does wonder if she found the right place, or if this is just her own dream. It feels just like the one she had when she had called out for help. Just a black, empty void of nothing. It was cold, and she was scared. She still is, but this time, it's for a different reason. That reason being that she can't find a sign of it ending, which means a sign of Eustace...]
Eustace?
[...
Still nothing. She's not even sure that she called out his name at all. The silence is so deafening that Tifa can barely hear her voice over it, let alone in her own head...
Fire erupts from her hands with the hope that it might help to illuminate the way...?]
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She does wonder if she found the right place, or if this is just her own dream. It feels just like the one she had when she had called out for help. Just a black, empty void of nothing. It was cold, and she was scared. She still is, but this time, it's for a different reason. That reason being that she can't find a sign of it ending, which means a sign of Eustace...]
Eustace?
[...
Still nothing. She's not even sure that she called out his name at all. The silence is so deafening that Tifa can barely hear her voice over it, let alone in her own head...
Fire erupts from her hands with the hope that it might help to illuminate the way...?]