"I saw him again!" Tanya Danielle exclaims. "That white-eyed drifter, Donovan, showed up in a dream last night." She recites strange language which had accompanied vision:

"Drifter navigates land turned porphyrous.
Outsize crystals, cannonballs of pure dope,
Naturally form atop lush xyris.
Overcome by lust, unable to cope,
Veering toward an unrestrained disaster,
Agonized adventurer must master
New terrain, halt slide down slippery slope.. "

Unable to stop speaking Tanya articulates impression that drifter had landed in some type of netherwor... Show more