The light was fading away.
The fairy-tale crystal jungle, the sparkling river, the shiny shrubs and flowers, as well as the wonderful crystal stag, everything gradually merged into hazy lights. Amid those lights, Vivian saw a vague figure waving at her. She unconsciously extended her hand, but the figure was so dim that it was almost impossible to distinguish.
Soon all the lights were gone, and thick darkness came from every direction.
The darkness lasted for some time. Suddenly, there was a glimmer of light in front of her, and Vivian heard a familiar voice calling her name. "Vivian, wake up. Vivian, how are you? Wake up. Salaman, isn't the connection supposed to be disconnected now?"
