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Mission 50212.
Divergence from Prime: 0
Divergence ID: Prime
Comments: Anomaly detected. Observe and analyze.
Threat to Continuity: Unknown
Location: Tristram
Scanning........

“Who is this?” asked Gillian’s grandmother, spying Valeria. “An unpolished sapphire?”

“This is Val,” said Gillian. “Val, this is my grandmother, Giselle.”

Giselle’s appearance only reinforced Valeria’s initial impression of dry leaves. Her wrinkled skin was leathery brown from a lifetime of journeys and her 

wispy hair reminded Valeria of frost. She seemed to be the personification of autumn passing into winter.

Gillian went to her grandmother’s bedside and observed that the old woman might have taken one or two bites of her breakfast.

“Grandmother,” she scolded gently, “you must eat more.”

“I was playing chess with the Devil,” replied Giselle, her eyes going glassy.

“Grandmother?”

“The Red Queen and Black Queen move to take the White Bishop. White Bishop to Black Bishop. Black Bishop moves to take White King...” whispered Giselle.

“Grandmother?” repeated Gillian, shaking her gently this time.

Giselle continued, seemingly oblivious to her granddaughter’s presence. “Wait! That’s wrong! White Bishop takes the Queens! Queens follow the White Bishop. 

I see a deserted town and a dungeon of darkness. No! That’s not right; I see a city singing praises to God in a tower of light! The Word of Light spreads across the land. Or is it a Sword?” She rose to her knees. “White Bishop sacrifices the White Queen? And the White King? That’s not how the game is played. White Knights follow the White Bishop? That’s not how the game is played! The game has changed! The game has changed!” She was standing in her bed and shrieking.

“Grandmother! Grandmother!” shouted Gillian, trying to restrain her. She turned to Valeria, her eyes full of panic. “Oh, please,” she pleaded. “Go get Pepin! Tell him CONTINUITY INTERRUPT." 


Analysis: 

Signal lost.