The Cairn stones marked the last remnants of civilization that Sigil recalled. Nested between several of the rocks lay a dirty rag with a message written in jagged and nearly illegible text.
“Here lies the edge of the world. Behind you rests the past in cache, accessible in just the way that you left it. In front begets discovery, the manifest of your will.”
Sigil took the rag, closed her eyes and started walking forwards. When she opened her eyes, a young woman in white appeared and took a hold of her hands. The rag that she carried had transformed into a fragment of some sort.
“Where am I?” Sigil began. “What am I doing here?”
The nurse chuckled and replied. “You assembled another piece of the jigsaw puzzle! Lets continue.”