Terra reached down with her pale hands and pushed the stone aside. She picked up her torch to cast its illumination over the ground. Light still avoided the land around the ruins of Kefka’s tower, but something gleamed in the darkness. Terra’s heart pounded. This could be it, the remains of the Sealed Gate. It was here somewhere, she knew it.
“Ha, ha, ha, ha! Warmer, warmer, colder! Cold! You’ll never find it.”
Terra dropped the torch and clapped her hands over her ears, but the voice persisted.
“You opened the gate for me once and look what you got for it. If you open it again do you really think the Espers will want to take you back? After what you did to them?”
Terra fell to her knees, banging them on the hard stones. She cried and wailed. “Leave me alone!” But Kefka’s voice only laughed inside her head.