[ There's nowhere else to go. So James follows the only path he has, walking walking walking until he finds a door. The door must mean that he's on the right path--to what he's not sure, but something. So he steps through and is nearly blinded by the overwhelming whiteness.
A moment later he realizes he's not alone. He first hears a voice, then turns his head to see that it's someone familiar. What he's saying and to who, he has no idea. He seems to be alone. ]
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A moment later he realizes he's not alone. He first hears a voice, then turns his head to see that it's someone familiar. What he's saying and to who, he has no idea. He seems to be alone. ]
...Dante? Is that you?