"A Memory Zone Meme?"
Black Swan explained:
"The enormous wound on Miss Robin's body looked very much like its wing blade. We've all seen it attack."
"The situation is growing more chaotic."
"Penacony's dreamscape may be collapsing faster. That would explain why [Death] has become so restless and The Family's protection has begun to weaken."
"Or perhaps all of this is part of someone's plan."
"It's all happened rather suddenly, Mr. Yan Huan. I can only offer guesses."
"Let's leave the dreamscape first and meet up with Miss Himeko and the others."
The Daydream Hotel in reality.
Yan Huan opened his eyes in the Dream Pool.
Black Swan stood beside it and sighed.
"Unfortunately, memories don't lie..."
"What we saw in the dreamscape really happened. Waking up won't make it fade from our minds."
"I have some personal business to take care of now, concerning that Galaxy Ranger."
"...This is where we part ways."
After Black Swan opened the door and left, Yan Huan took out his phone and checked the group chat.
Himeko and March 7th had both left the Dream Daydream Hotel and headed for Golden Hour.
"Time for a meeting."
Yan Huan put away his phone and lay back down in the Dream Pool.
The dreamscape.
Golden Hour.
Yan Huan threaded through the crowd and reached the Clock Kid Statue.
Staring at the rather comical statue, he wondered:
This thing is the Clockmaker's avatar, right?
If only it could give me some information.
Meanwhile.
The Dream Daydream Hotel.
The lobby.
Amid a sea of flames, firelight reflected in Acheron's eyes as she frowned slightly.
"...Ranger, where did your companions go?" Sam shouted.
"I don't know either." Acheron looked bewildered.
Flames engulfed Sam's body, and she was spoiling for a fight.
"Ranger, draw that sword!"