Well look at you Tourist, it seems you have found yourself in quite the pickle haven't you. Caught in another world run by colorful ponies, that is something one doesn't get to hear everyday. But then again it's not everyday someone dreams of me, a dead man. A dead man who happens to be your subconscious.

It hasn't been all that long since you disappeared out of Nola, and already the city is plunging back in to chaos. No one knows where you went to. Some believe you left Nola, other believe you have died. But none would guess you are here. You were the one keeping it all in balance and without you, the dead roam the streets, and the Tower and Reclaimed continue their never ending battle for the soul of the city.

The only one's that appear to be trying to keep the city in check is the Pawn King, Father Carter, the exiles and believe it or not the Axe man. Yeah, you didn't think Garik would be back out there so soon after you beat him and stole his weapon.

He's been cleaning the streets looking for you. He still wants his revenge for his family's death. But in his attempts to find you he has been keeping Reclaimed and Tower soldiers off the street out of pure fear.

Truthfully it doesn't matter, but what does matter is if you don't go back soon, the city will be over run by death and destroyed by the dead. Just like Mama intended, but only she won't be there to see it, will she Tourist.

But as for you... what will you do Tourist. Will you be the savior of this new group you find yourself in, will you help then reach their destination or will you leave them and forge your own path. The choice is yours. But with what I've see you do and how you like being alone, I would guess you would take the second option. After all... most people who trust you end up dead. For example, look at May and her daughter Umbera. They are dead. And of course there is me, strung up in a tree like an animal.

But I'm not mad about it Tourist, after all why should I be, you did accept my last request and killed me.

But you must still be careful with who you can trust. There are few saints out there and a hell of alot more sinners. They may seem friendly but keep in mind when the world goes to shit... people change, well I guess in this case ponies will change.

Now Tourist make your choice. Choose who to trust and who to not, who to spare and who to kill.

It's a crazy world out their Tourist, and I would hate to see you die by the hands or should I say hooves of some undead horse.

But I guess we will have to wait and see, won't we Tourist.

Author's Note

This chapter was made as a way to honour the games and the character of Henri and his role in them.