"Illustrator......you know something about this, don't you?...."
"Yes, as a matter of fact.....this leads to the Twisted Realms. A world like this one, only full to bursting with....unsavory creatures. The kind that would want to drive you mad. But, it does lead to the end of your journey, Lefay."
"...My journey?.....What do you mean?"
"The journey to find what you've lost."
"....My memories, you mean?.....Wait....why didn't you tell the others?!"
"They were in such a hurry, that it seemed like me telling them wouldn't have changed much."
"I suppose so...."
Lefay and the Illustrator headed through the portal. More memories flashed back, these ones longer, and more gruesome. Strange voices encouraging her, gifting her strange power. Her parents, dead and dying....but before she could fully realize these memories, she was back with Judas.