"A dangerous game, you say," Jeanne said.
Eric let out a quiet breath and nodded.
"Yeah. But honestly… I don't think we were simply dragged into a game." He glanced toward the garden path ahead, his expression hardening with thought. "Everything here feels too real and too alive. It's not like stepping inside a fictional world. If anything, it feels more like…"
"The game was based on real events?" Jeanne finished for him.
Eric looked back at her and nodded again.
"That's what I think."
For a moment, Jeanne fell silent. Somehow, that idea felt even stranger than the alternative. It was one thing to imagine being thrown into a fantasy world from a game. It was another to imagine that the game itself had merely been a distorted window into something that already existed.
"Then you know the future?" She asked.
