Everywhere at the End of Time (Stage 3)

The mind fractures, the music fades, giving place to the muffling static that's been floating beneath the surface, ignored for too long. Memory echoes back onto itself, creating confusion. An invisible, elastic, yet impenetrable barrier arises, like the mind being encased in bubble wrap. Who was it that died again? She was... important, right? Picking at the memory like a worn blanket might just bring the face back, or it might unravel everything.