Everything they think about must exist somewhere.

Shaklyn 1+2 wander through a strange and surreal landscape. 

As the hours tick by, their thoughts turn dark, and they find themselves drowning in a sea of anxiety and despair. In a panic, they reach for their elevation device, trying to do something, anything, that would help them make sense of what they are seeing. But their hands are shaking so badly that they can't operate it, and they feel themselves sinking deeper and deeper into the abyss.

The black hole bends time so much that it wraps back on itself. 

They are suddenly pulled back to a previous reality, their senses flooded with the smell of coffee and the taste of cake. They look around, disoriented, and realize that they are back in the elevator, surrounded by familiar faces.

The doors open to the Memory Extraction Facility. Shaklyn 1+2 cautiously step inside, trying to blend in with the group of visitors who had come to see the inner workings of the facility.

The air is filled with the smell of disinfectant and the sound of buzzing machines. As they make their way through the sterile corridors, Shaklyn 1 can't help but feel a sense of unease. S/He knows what had happened the last time s/he had encountered the machine, and the thought of going through it again makes their stomach churn. 

But then, as they turn a corner, they come face to face with a sight that leaves them both in stitches. There, in the middle of the hallway, is somebody in a lab coat - but s/he isn't just anybody. S/He is wearing a giant banana costume.

"Looks like they have a sense of humor here," whispers Shaklyn 2, trying to keep a straight face.

But their amusement is short-lived. As they near the machine, they see a group of guards standing watch, armed and ready to take down anyone who tries to interfere. Shaklyn 1+2 know that they have to be careful.