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The woman at the stairs looks down to you. Her body seems to be moving erratically, seeming to teleport in a cloud of inky dust into impossible floating positions. The woman pays no mind to you, instead looking off into the distance. Your body begins to lose feeling as you clamber up the stairs, first in your fingers and toes, then your arms, and soon enough your whole body is numb. Where are you? You look around you, but your sight seems to be unmoving, still stuck on the stairs. You could swear you were moving your head though. The woman cocks her head slightly to the side as more dust pours from a crack in her face. You hear ringing, a terribly loud ringing. Your ears begin to hurt as the ringing swallows up any other noise. Your vision smears, like someone just ran their arm over the wet canvas of your frozen sight. You feel something bounce around in your mouth. You reach your hands up to your mouth and spit out two shattered teeth and a mouthful of blood. How did this happen? A loud crack interrupts the ringing, and your world goes dark.
They say your body was as crumpled and battered as they come. They say you fell down the long stone stairs that run along the mountain, and cracked your skull against the last one. They say you died instantly. But how could that be? You heard them say that. You watched them pull your body along the stretcher. You felt the nausea of seeing your own bones jutting out of the paper skin. Is this the afterlife?
"No" A calm voice rings behind you. You turn to see the woman, the Witch of Reality they call her. "You died. But you don't get to go to the afterlife. You did not die. You were still on the mountain top. You died. You are still here. You did not die. Here with me."
Your head feels dizzy, overcome with vertigo. You feel pain all over your body.
"Do not fear. This is the easy part. Fear. You are split. Do not fear. You will feel all of your pain. Fear. But you will always live. Do not fear. With me."

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The woman at the stairs looks down to you. Her body seems to be moving erratically, seeming to teleport in a cloud of inky dust into impossible floating positions. The woman pays no mind to you, instead looking off into the distance. Your body begins to lose feeling as you clamber up the stairs, first in your fingers and toes, then your arms, and soon enough your whole body is numb. Where are you? You look around you, but your sight seems to be unmoving, still stuck on the stairs. You could swear you were moving your head though. The woman cocks her head slightly to the side as more dust pours from a crack in her face. You hear ringing, a terribly loud ringing. Your ears begin to hurt as the ringing swallows up any other noise. Your vision smears, like someone just ran their arm over the wet canvas of your frozen sight. You feel something bounce around in your mouth. You reach your hands up to your mouth and spit out two shattered teeth and a mouthful of blood. How did this happen? A loud crack interrupts the ringing, and your world goes dark.
They say your body was as crumpled and battered as they come. They say you fell down the long stone stairs that run along the mountain, and cracked your skull against the last one. They say you died instantly. But how could that be? You heard them say that. You watched them pull your body along the stretcher. You felt the nausea of seeing your own bones jutting out of the paper skin. Is this the afterlife?
"No" A calm voice rings behind you. You turn to see the woman, the Witch of Reality they call her. "You died. But you don't get to go to the afterlife. You did not die. You were still on the mountain top. You died. You are still here. You did not die. Here with me."
Your head feels dizzy, overcome with vertigo. You feel pain all over your body.
"Do not fear. This is the easy part. Fear. You are split. Do not fear. You will feel all of your pain. Fear. But you will always live. Do not fear. With me."