After observing the vortex of spiraling fire and after all of the recent visions I've had, it's clear that me and Tara are facing an apocalyptic event that could strike British Columbia at any time, and based on my visions, it will be far worse than the night of the falling stars.
"That's the reality we're in, Tara," I said. "We've already seen enough signs to prove what's about to come."
"What can we do about it is the question," Tara replied.
"All we really can do is try to survive, fight back, and rely on that luck and hope," I responded.
It's quite troubling and disturbing to be placed in such a horrible situation like this. Me and Tara were supposed to be enjoying ourselves in Sulani and celebrating what was supposed to be our upcoming wedding. Instead, we've been thrown into a future British Columbia, our place of origin, that's facing doom. This is what The Keeper of Time was talking about when he said that my existence was threatened.
"Well, if we want to try and survive the upcoming apocalypse, we can't just stand around," I said. "We need to get to work and start preparing."
"First things first, Ricky," Tara replied. "We need to finish building this outpost."
"Yup, and then we need to make some proper equipment," I responded. "And then we need to search for Chilliwack."
Chilliwack, after the calamity of the falling stars, I'm really worried to see what kind of a state it's in. The vision I had of Rocky Point Shore during the night of the falling stars alone has left me mentally scarred. I guess me and Tara will eventually learn of Chilliwack's fate once we find it and get there.