The entire room was silent. Everyone seemed to be hoping that they hadn't heard the digger correctly. Finally Ripred spoke, "Well, there's a good chance it's a metaphor right? It always seems to be."

Nerissa, who was sitting to the side shook her head sadly, "I knew that this would happen. Sandwich meant to entitle it "The True Prophecy" for it was intended to be interpreted exactly as it is written."

No one, not shiner, not cutter, not gnawer had the energy to call her crazy. A new, most curious prophecy had been discovered buried beneath the surface of Regalia. The combination of it being ominously specific and the fact that every single living being in the Underland, banished or not, was present seemed to daze everyone a bit.

"This is getting us nowhere," Lapblood scoffed, "Let's hear it one more time."

The digger picked up the stone slab and began reading,

Though war may cease And peace may reign

Think not yet that life's a game

For the battle is not done

It will not end if not by sun

Human, Gnawer, Flier, all

You have two roads

No time to stall

Unknown destruction stands at the gate

At bay for now but likes not to wait

It strikes always when most unexpected

Time arrives for Over to be resurrected

Nibbler, Spinner, Crawler, all

You have two roads

No time to stall

The warrior cannot hear your call

The time is up

The Underland must fall

Shiner, Twister, and all the rest

I bid you now to do what's best However hard it is to go Underland is no longer home

A chill sat angrily around the room as the digger finished. Yes, the words seemed very clear, and it seemed that they had come to an ultimatum.

At last, Luxa stood, "I call for a vote." She said, "Who believes the prophecy is to be taken literally?" A little over half of the Underland made a movement, or raised their hand to show their vote.

Luxa's face drained of all color before she spoke, "Then there is only one option. We must go to the Overland."