"HaHA! Who's the coward now!" The male threw back a laugh as you turn and run, but is swiftly smacked back into reality by the female, the two quickly giving chase as she yells at your behind, "Get back here you dumb Becky!"
You must've run for what felt like an eternity, for what was realisistically only just a minute and some, before the breath leaves your lungs and struggles to return. Behind you, the female similarly slows, lagging behind as she huffs and puffs her wheezing inhales.
A split second later, a splitting pain pummels your whole body as you feel yourself lose balance, and the world around you begins to turn black...
"It's Keshka, you dumb goat! Don't you remember?" The woman's voice. Distant, faint. "Y'know, creepy hag girl? Took Karek's eye out eighteen twenty years ago?"
"Wow. That's her? Thought she got taken to town after that." Another voice, male, equally elusive and transient. "What's she doin' back here?"
"Beats me." A pause. "Hey don't wake her! You stupid or somethin'?"
"Well whaddaya want me to do then! Can't very well leave her here to die, now that you told me who she is and all. What if she comes back in the night to eat me or something?"
"You're an idiot, y'know that?" Another short lull, "C'mon…"
When you finally wake, you find yourself in your own quarters inside the Temple of Brigh back in Torch, your clothes changed and your wounds having been tended to. You have no idea how, or why you are here, or how much time has passed, except that…
Nope, it's not a dream. Your gaze settles to the night table beside your cot, and on it lays a pile of silverdisks, and that unmistakeable silver bracelet — the one that you had removed from that long ago dead body, the one that had saved your life. And the broken fishbowl looking dome thing sits just behind as well.