
Boys, girls, humans, elves, beast people. The cells on the left and right are now suddenly filled with small children. “Long ago, young children who had nowhere to go were gathered.”Īlpha’s voice reverberates down that endless while hallway. Small Olivie walks through the bars right into a cell, and crouches on the ground. The adult body of the beautiful elf Olivie is growing younger with every step she takes, until she is reduced to a small child. Alexia also hurries after them in order to not be left behind. Olivie is walking in front of their group, with Alpha following close behind. Feeling somewhat like reality, yet somewhat like a dream, this is an airy kind of place. There is no identifiable light source, but the place is well-lit. On the left and right of the hallway are rooms lined with iron bars, looking very much like jail cells.

The hallway continues into the far distance, with the end nowhere in sight.
