The truma wasent a dream.

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Noelle Holiday: I-it really was just a weird dream, right? All that… ice… and killing

Kris: Noelle. It happened. Every shard.

Noelle Holiday: Stop—please—I can't remember it right, I don't want to—

Kris: You will. Stop deluding yourself to feel safe.

Kris: Give me your hand.

Noelle Holiday: That ring— it's still— No!

Noelle Holiday: Stay away from me with that! I don't-

Kris: Feel it. Remember the weight. Remember how much you gotten stronger with it, the cold never bothered you anyways.

Noelle Holiday: Berdly— I called down the storm— I— I killed—

Kris: Good girl. PROCEED with adapting to the fact it was all real.

Noelle Holiday: Next time… I'll freeze the voice that commands me.

Kris: That's cute. You keep pretending to believe that. My snowgrave.