Hope POV

There is something in the air, something I could never forget, even if I had no photographic memory, this is something that is engraved in my soul, a request I made to the God of Death and he answered me personally.

That's just why I am so calm. It's simply because I know I don't have to worry, I had once said that Death was my friend, and that never made more sense than now. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the message that was brought to me.

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I am no longer in the cafeteria. In fact, I am in a large hall made of marble...