In his unconscious state, Alex found himself back in his mind haven, a place that used to be his escape, now turned into chaos. It seemed to be falling apart at the seams, with pieces of the once-serene space breaking off and drifting into oblivion. Adding to the disarray was this strange green goo seeping out of cracks, spreading messily everywhere.
Surrounding him were odd messages blinking in a peculiar green hue, all pointing him toward a certain location. This was bizarre because Alex hadn't ventured far from OldTown since he was a kid.
In this mind space, Alex usually felt at ease in his wisp form, but now, he felt strangely powerless, just floating around as his personal sanctuary crumbled around him.
As he tried to make sense of the chaos, something else caught his eye.
There was a flurry of text emanating from a certain point, where a disturbance in the air formed, resembling a portal. Within it, he could barely make out a figure.
