Aren sat quietly thinking to himself. This was all just things that had passed? People that had already died? No. No it couldn’t be that. “I...Ive died...many times. I always come back but...there is a waiting period. In it I’m sitting...on a hill. A hill that overlooks a sea of red grass...it’s something that always happens. It’s a sign that this isn’t the past. It’s my present.” Then Aren thought about the second part of what Ms. Evita had said, to be wary when he reached out to others. The sudden realization hit him like a truck, Aren began to become more panicked and light of breath. “B-Blackout. I forgot about the B-B-Blackout procedure. I’m so sorry I should have never come here.” Aren tried his best to calm down and explain the reason why he was so suddenly scared. “W-Whenever there is a breach, be it creature or foundation i-information...they send out task forces to clean up. Making sure n-nobody knows anything. I’ve gotten you involved, t-they could find out and you could be a t-target. I’m s-s-s-so sorry.” Aren seemed almost on the verge of tears. How could endanger someone else like that? Now someone who didn’t deserve to get involved would get involved.
