She twists her hands a bit, thinking back to the event in question. “Yeah, uh…when we got there, it was like…all our memories had been rewritten. We were convinced that we had always lived there, and our lives were different than what they actually are. We didn’t remember anything about there Void, or the train, or where we came from. We just knew the false memories we were given, and even those with powers were given different abilities. It had even pulled in people who weren’t on the train…people from different worlds who hadn’t been doing anything related to what we were doing.

“And the entity responsible…we couldn’t see much of it, it was mostly just a storm of colors. But it could create illusions or control people…and I think we fought it another time before.”