I then wake up in a vast grass field under an intensely clear sky that is vaguely familiar…
...and I can feel my clothes being entirely different.
Sure, I still have the requisite shirt and pants, but they feel more… fantasy-like.
And then…
I can clearly hear something inside my head, like they are whispering to me.
And that voice belongs to… my sister?!
"You're still trapped in that dream, aren't you?"
What dream?
I don't feel like I'm in a dream.
I'm fully awake, despite my body still slouching in the grass.
I whisper to myself, somewhat as a reflexive response to that voice...
"My sister… my darling sister… She's..."
I can't even bother to complete my whisper, as I…
...come face-to-face with a woman around my age.
She has the same long, black hair, with some of it tied to a backward bun.
She has the same sparkling aqua eyes.
She has the same sweet modulated high-pitched voice.
