Idle Thoughts

Sinclair woke up in the temple.

The fact that he was here meant he had died in Dreamland.

Once again, he couldn't remember anything.

At first he had been flustered, but by now he was used to the phenomenon of oblivion.

This was his tenth attempt to clear Dreamland.

What, then, had the result been?

Sinclair checked the date before taking out the log.

"Thirty days already?"

A smile spread across Sinclair's lips.

Unlike the previous clears, quite a bit of time had passed...