"Whether this vision belongs to you" she said. So they were not just the memories of strangers but of other residents here, plucked straight from their minds, no less. How could this place have this sort of power? Had she underestimated these 'gods'? Dot hesitates, wondering what sort of memory she’d potentially forgotten - what sort of memory she’d subjected unwitting others to. She takes a deep breath and grasps the other’s hand.

Almost immediately, sights and sounds begin to slowly trickle back to her. And feelings, God, the feelings. That dull, full body pain.

"Yes! I remember now, there was a boat, manned by a ... strange figure." She neatly avoids saying 'skeleton' as that feels almost too ridiculous to be true, even though she knows it must be. "And there was a woman…"

She pauses during a lull, looking at Honerva expectantly as if waiting for her to verify their suspicions. Nervous, eager eyes ask "Is that what you saw too?"