The world around and beneath Miles broke as soon as Mara's words reached his ears.
"W-what…?" His voice cracked.
Before Mara could say anything else, though, Miles was sprinting, his mind reeling through memories and desperation.
"MILES!?" Mara's voice echoed behind him, but Miles did not listen. He turned and turned, faster, wilder, confused and terrified.
The hallway around him blurred, Miles' heart loud in his ears. Somewhere in the distance, lanterns flickered, casting dancing shadows against the rusted walls. His boots dragged as he moved, each step heavier than the last.
'No! It can't be!' He slammed into a wall, too fast to stop, but he barely flinched. He just kept going until he finally saw the first of those glyphs, glowing in red and eerily familiar.
One more turn, two, then three, and he was at the door of the Archivist's study once more, after that long month he spent both in the Horizon and Wonderland.
