A moment ago, you touched Pine's arm and willed yourself to open up to her. Your recall of the time August brought you to ecstasy, and then to somewhere altogether different, that memory carried you. Here.
You've entered an unreal world of emotions, possibilities, memories, and shades. Pine is here. With you. Standing as you stand, you're still touching her arm. Around you swirls dark mists and barely seen faces, a tumult. A red wave.
Pine looks at you with complete shock, trying to comprehend what's happening. "... Nee?"
What do you do?