“If that is settled, then you must go back in time, in order to avert your crime. My spell will send you to the start. I wish you luck as we part.”

You are surrounded in swirly swirls. They swirl into your face making your mind swirly. And then you are in big, obsidian place. All around is nothing, but your heart knows the direction. You just have to elect it.

If you follow your heart’s election, turn to page 22.
If you stay here, turn to page 58.