I don't know, I just- before I woke up here, we were messing around in this- this cave, on this island that I'd been to like a hundred times, and there were these- these noises, from the radio, this static and voices and I- I tuned it in, like an idiot, because there was nothing else to do and we were trapped, and then-

[ Her hands are shaking. She's staring at the photos, not sure which one to focus on. ]

In the dream, we- we thought- they were ghosts, and they kept...possessing my friends, and making us s-see things and...turning time all weird, and they wanted to- to take our...bodies, and--

[ She cuts off. Clarissa hanging from the ceiling. Clarissa falling from the window. Ren's waterlogged body. Nona tumbling from the bridge. Them, all of them, fading out one by one. Jonas' voice underlaid with a rumbling endless crackle, somehow smooth and slippery like a snake. ]

I-it was horrible.