Chapter Two
Darkness had surrounded him, his head pounded heavily. Small visions appeared, they were strange, they had had people in them that he knew, but what they were doing, or what was happening to them, he didn't understand. One vision showed the girl from the church. She was praying. Emitted in light, then, it quickly went dark, and he could see nothing else. He felt, then, as if he were going faster. And voices began to cloud his mind. He couldn't take anymore. He struggled, but it was as if he were being flung through the air with nothing physical to cling onto. It was too much, and he passed out.
He awoke in a strange and beautiful flowerbed. His sword lye a few feet next to him, covered in petals. Flowers were unusual to him, not many were in Midgar, and he only really saw them when he was on his missions outside of the city. But aside from the flowers, waterfalls lye behind them, but there was no river, around him were some of the pixie-like lights from before. He picked up his sword and looked for a way out. There were no doors, or paths, it was unusual.
"Where the hell am I?" He said looking around. He was alone…alone in this strange place. With no place to go, he sat down and began to think. But as he did, something very unusual happened. A vision of a person slowly appeared, it was Zack, behind him, the soldiers were starting to appear, one at a time. "What? Why are they here?" He knew that it wasn't really them, but how did it happen? Why could he see them?
Suddenly, a hand landed on his shoulder. He spun around with his sword in hand, and there was a strange person there. They were startled by his reaction, but stood their ground. "How did you get in here? What are you doing here?" they asked.
"I don't know, where is 'here'?" asked cloud.
The person looked at him strangely, "You're in the farplane. Are you ok?"
"What's with the wacky hair, new trend?"
"Uh…I'm a guado, and I wouldn't talk, if I were you." he said eyeing Clouds golden spiked hair.
"There's nothing wrong with my hair…um…but you should see a doctor, you've got some nasty scars on your face, and is that a birth defect? And what's a guado?" He pointed to the guado's unusually long hands.
The guado angrily answered, "It was how I was born…"
"I'm sorry…"
"GRR! There's something wrong with you!"
"You don't have to yell. You've probably been through a lot…poor guy…"
The guado gave up, "Just get out of the farplane before we both get caught."
"What's your name, anyways?" said Cloud beginning his walk next to the guado.
"Call me Yore. I work as a guard for the farplane."
"hmm…what IS the farplane, anyways…Yore?"
"The farplane is where the thoughts of the dead are. Pyreflies reassemble here, and take the form of someone who has died."
"What are pyreflies?"
"See those lights?" He pointed to the pixie-like lights, flying around, "Those are pyreflies."
"wait…they form people who have…died?" Cloud then remembered the visions of Zack and the troops. He stopped, then pulled his large sword quickly Yore's throat, just barely touching. "YOU BETTER BE LYING!"
"I'm not, I wouldn't lye about something like this." He was sweating.
Cloud lowered his sword, "they're…dead? NO! You're LYING!"
"Who?"
Yore looked at cloud with his confused face. "I'd rather not say…but it can't be true! There has to be some kind of mistake!" said cloud. His face was getting a bit pale.
"Um…I don't know what to tell you, only dead people can be seen here, no one has ever been seen here that is alive. It's impossible!"
They reached the entrance, and Yore led Cloud into a new place, it was dark, and covered in roots.
"Where are we?"
"This is Guadosalam…you didn't know?"
"no…I've never heard of this place…"
"Hmm…The farplane must've done something to you. But anyways, You're on your own from here, I've got to stay here."
Cloud looked around, everybody there looked a lot like Yore.
"…now what?"
