And again, Elektra wakes up screaming in the night. Another nightmare. You've been an adventuring team for five years now, and you've been very successful. You come out of your time, and Elektra sits by the campfire, staring into the flames. She notices you. They're always just fragments, I don't know if it's a dream or the past. She says quietly, more to herself than to you. I can't go on like this. I keep seeing the ruined city. Join me. Please.