[ It's the same process again: they come through the door, and Cisco looks around quickly for anything that might pose a threat. But even though the surroundings are unfamiliar, they are empty: really empty, this time. Just a quiet courtyard, with that very faint hum he recognizes from the voidfish's chamber.

There's a little bench, nearby, and Cisco makes his way to it, sitting down for a moment to get his bearings. The plan of finding a way out by wandering around hasn't worked so far, but no other ideas are coming to him, and waiting seems just as unappealing as it had in the first place. ]

I don't know for sure, what with the magic and all. Usually, when I die in a vibe, I just wake up. But usually it's just memories of getting killed, you know? [ It's not exactly how Cisco had thought it would play out, him admitting to Taako that he's died before, but that's just how things go sometimes. ] But that stuff, with like... evil me, that wasn't a memory. And it wasn't the future, either. He saw both of us. We were like... there.

[ Cisco looks down at his hands, thinks about how close that blast had come to hitting them both. What if it had hurt them? Killed them? Cisco swallows against a rising lump in his throat, says: ]

God, this was such a stupid idea. I'm sorry I dragged you into this, Taako.