"Where the heck did we end up?"
March 7th fought back her nausea as she trudged through the swamp, looking around in confusion.
The place really did resemble an unexplored stretch of deep seafloor. There was no seawater in the air, but Memoria drifted everywhere.
"It looks like we're no longer in Penacony, but we're still in the Memory Zone," Dan Heng concluded.
Penacony's dream was a developed part of the Memory Zone within the Asdana Galaxy.
Of course, there were also unexplored, chaotic parts of the Memory Zone.
They were now beyond Dreamville Border.
Welt was leading the way when he suddenly stopped.
"..."
"What's wrong?" March 7th asked.
Welt turned and looked over the group.
Dan Heng, March 7th, and Aventurine were all there.
Only after confirming no one had fallen behind did Welt ask:
"Has anyone tried contacting the others?"
"I have." Aventurine smiled faintly.
"Communications can't get out of here. Everything around us is too chaotic and unformed."
"But we can pick a direction and keep going. I have a feeling we weren't sent very far."
"Sent?" March 7th asked, puzzled.
"So somebody moved us here? Who?"
"No idea." Aventurine shrugged.
"But whoever it was seems to have wanted nothing more than to keep anyone from retaking the cockpit."
"If they really meant us harm, we'd be surrounded by Memory Realm Memes right now."
They were in a dream, but March 7th's feet were still aching from the walk.
"One downside of a dream this realistic: you still get tired," March 7th muttered.
"Maybe your mind is exhausted," Dan Heng said, looking at her.
"What were you and Yan Huan doing before you went to Nightmare Bar?"
"He was playing games, and I was watching shows," March 7th said matter-of-factly.
"How is that exhausting? We were