• Looking past the treeline, all I can see is fog and dull green ground.
• It almost reminds me of... Minecraft?
• It's so simple... Such an endless expanse of fog and grass, it wasn't like this before... Did I cause this fog to arrive?
• Oh man my head hurts... What happened before I died?? I-I just can't remember...
• I can't stop staring at the fog... It's mesmerizing...
• "Arin! you got all quiet! What's wrong?"