The mysterious angelic voice hung in the air as Raiden's eyes swept frantically, seeking its origin, but the sound appeared to come from all directions and none.
"You have arrived at the Dark Dream Island, and I am merely a humble servant of the Lost Child," came the voice, heavy with deference.
Confusion clouded Raiden's expression, his face darkening. "So, where is everyone? How did I get here?"
"You two came here on your own, silly," the voice replied, its playful lilt a stark contrast to the ominous aura surrounding the Dark Dream.
Still, Raiden found himself doubting her words. He recalled setting out with the others, but how could he have left them behind? Then again, he couldn't even remember the journey to this island, so perhaps his memory was failing him entirely.
"Are you sure I came with only Ash?"
"Yes, silly," the mysterious voice replied, throwing the joking tone right back.
