Day 3

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[Roxas' dreams have a running theme of being indoors, for the most part. Usually singular, solitary rooms, a sort of comfort from expanding too far and opening too much of a black hole in which he can become completely lost. He's been lost enough, in his life.]

[But this one is different. Still white, still serene, the corridor seems to stretch forever, no matter which way you look or turn. The open doorways are spaced evenly apart, and when you look inside them-]

[Each holds its own, unique world. Agrabah. Halloween Town. Destiny Islands. Roxas passes the latter quickly, shaking his head just from a mere glance in its direction. He heads to the next archway, peers inside and stops for a long, quiet moment.]

...No. That's not right either.

[His tone is rather forlorn, and he crosses his arms, simply staring at the ceiling as he loses himself in thought, attempts to correct the information he has to find what he wants.]

It's supposed to feel different...