I snapped my eyes open, feeling the immense regret and sorrow streaming through me, only to be met with utter darkness.
Not knowing who I was, whether I was Kennith Howard or Kenneth Howard, if I missed my childhood friend, or if I was currently inside this center with Henry, I didn't know if my arms had mutated into giant deformed ones or if I was still human.
I couldn't distinguish where my body started and the outside world ended.
Eventually, I found myself in front of the table, inside the black space in my mind. On the table lay the violet, shimmery coin, still without any motif on it, yet the surface of the table had changed.
Carved into it was the simple silhouette of a giant.
Spellbound, I grabbed the coin and flipped it. It floated in the air, twisted and turned, until it landed in my hand. I was unable to see what was on it when my whole being was sucked into a vortex.
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