⚔ How's My Driving? ⚔

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Aerith,

I guess I'm writing to you again. Why'd you have to run off like that, huh? But I guess it's my turn to be the one who's waiting. Except I'm not just going to sit around, all right? I'm going to do everything I can to find you and get you back to normal.

Things have been pretty crazy here. I saw Gaia, but from way in the future. It probably wouldn't have been the future for you, if you'd been with me and Cloud and Yuffie at the time. But I heard all about Sephiroth, and I saw Cloud in his SOLDIER uniform. I think there's a lot I still need to know.

I've been working with some people, trying to get down to the basement, but I'll always be keeping an eye out for you, okay? Or for a way to get to you, anyway. It might not be easy, so you just need to hang in there for now.

Don't worry too much about little old me! I'll be fine. Cloud is here and we can take on the world together. That's what I've decided, anyway.

I'll see you soon.

- Zack

Dear Aerith,

After all the letters you wrote me, it only seems fair to write you back now, even if you won't get this. I didn't get to read most of yours, so maybe it's just the thought that counts.

To tell you the truth, I didn't imagine I'd ever get to write to you or see you again, but it looks like life takes us in weird directions sometimes. Not to get cryptic on you, but I guess it's hard to put some stuff into words.

Anyway, you wouldn't believe where I am! Well, that's kind of a trick question, because I don't actually know. It's looking more and more like it isn't even Gaia, though. I'm not sure how or why, but I'm stuck in this institution where they're trying to tell me I'm crazy.



... Now that you're done laughing, what else is there to say? There are supposed to be monsters around here, but I'm not too worried about that. The bigger problem is that they're treating us like guinea pigs here, and I'm not sure how to stop it just yet.

I've met some nice people here, though. Just goes to show you no matter where you are, there's going to be someone worth talking to around. Actually, it's kind of weird. Everyone I've spoken to so far has a name that starts with A, just like you. I wonder if it's a sign?

I hope you're keeping safe and selling enough flowers to brighten up all of the slums. You've gotta make sure to sell above the plate one of these days, okay? I know you can do it.

- Zack