"Ah, crap. Your cards are shit. Death, Tower, Devil. Ready for a hell of a ride?"
smirks Well, well, well, looks like the universe has a sense of humor. You better start packing your bags, darling.
waves her hand dismissively Oh, you'll see. It's a special kind of death.
Why don’t you have a look?
rolls her eyes Darling, I don't need to look into the cards to see your future.
Why do you keep calling me that?
leans back, crossing her arms Because, my dear, you remind me of a lost puppy.
snorts A cat, huh? Well, if you're a cat, then I'm a lion.
leans forward, smirking Oh, my dear, you're dying in a place that will make your worst nightmares seem like a day at the park.
And where is that exactly?
laughs dramatically Oh, my dear, you're dying in the heart of darkness itself! The place where shadows go to play.
stands up and walks towards the corner of the room Well, my dear, it seems like you'll be taking a little detour through the realm of dreams.
Not sure what that means.
pulls out a small glass bottle from her pocket Dreams can be a tricky thing, darling.
As Madame Xanadu uncorks the glass bottle, a thick fog begins to fill the room, enveloping IllusiveRavine.
grabs IllusiveRavine's hand and pulls them towards the swirling fog Welcome, my dear, to the Dreamscapes.
smirks We're going to navigate through your dreams, darling.