Phantasmagoria
The Diana Echelon - My Final Fantasy

Am Iin...water?

I cansee an airy blue liquid all around me; I'm in it...but at the sametime...I'm not. I feel like I'm floating as well. I'm mesmerised bythe beauty of this pure blue water.

Itlooks so...beautiful.

Oh, ifHannah could see this.

It'samazing...

''Hello,Nash,'' I hear a female voice say in my head. The voicesounds...almost...unreal. It's hard to describe it...it's sounds likean echo...

I lookaround the blueness until I come to an explosion of colours thatemits from the centre of it.

Whatis that...

Afemale figure appears, adorned in resonating lightness. Shelooks...ethereal...She has...white hair that flows softly in the blueliquid, and white eyes with no irises...She's floating effortlesslyin the blue...as if she is one with it...

I'm...speechless.

Utterlycaptivated by this sight...

Whoelse can say that they have seen this?

Noone.

Iam...the only one...

Oh,and maybe the girls...

But Iam the only participant that has ever laid their eyes on such ahypnotic being...

I amin awe of her...

Sheextends her glowing hand and caresses my face.

No,she's wiping away-

Atear.

Ididn't realise I had been crying.

''Thankyou,'' I manage to respond. My voice is all but a whisper as Istruggle to comprehend the dazzling sight I see before me. She pullsback her hand and begins to pull a smile.

''How...whoare you?'' I say as I make my tone clearer. I know who she is.

Diana.

Butwhoisshe?

Whatis she?

''Iam...the possessor of insight,'' she answers in my mind.

''Insight?What do you mean?'' I say aloud.

''I...haveinsight...into your minds,'' she replies.

She'stelepathic. But I knew that already...

''I...haveinsight...into your lives,'' she speaks again. She's repeatingherself.

Isshe...really real?

Isshe...a part of the game?

Wasshe made up by the girls?

''I amreal,'' she says to me as she leans forward and touches my faceagain. Her touch...is so warm. It reminds me of Hannah's.

I wishI was with her now.

I lookcloser at her...the blue liquid acts as a mirror...I can see myreflection...and...

Whatis that?

I peercloser into the blue. I can make out...something. But before I canascertain what that is, suddenly, the blue liquid turns red, andDiana pulls her hand back from my face. Her whole body turnsred...her whole aura...

She'sangry.

Upset.

Butwhy?

Why isshe...

''Stepaway from her, Nash!'' I hear a voice.

No.

Itcan't be.

Itsounds like...

Reuben.

What?

Whatis he doing here?

Islowly turn around, and I'm face to face with a desperate-lookingReuben, with a gun in his hand...

Pointedstraight at me.

Whatis he...doing?

Why ishe here?