"What was what? I don't understand what happened?" Argyra asked.
I closed my eyes for a moment. The mental image was fleeting, but I swore I saw myself with the surroundings completely blurred. Like a lingering memory recently resurfaced.
"Are you ok?" Argyra asked and I nodded.
"Yeah, that's why I use the tendrils. No backlash. From what I gather my imagination dance caused a strong memory of yours to surface, overloading the quite fragile connection."
"Did you see what it was?" Argyra asked, her voice serious for a moment.
I opened my eyes and looked at her. "I did... But only for a moment. It wasn't my memory and the image has basically faded from my mind. I think I saw something specific, but I think your memory mixed up with my thought projection, creating a mixed telepathic event. Whatever I saw, it was not reliable enough to confirm."
"I see... So, would you like to continue the game?" Argyra asked and I wagged my finger.
