"Ellis, wake up. I think we've arrived."
Siren's voice cut through a murky sea of dreamed half-logic and impossible continuities, dragging Ellis up to surface into hot, filtered daylight, a seatbelt strap cutting into his side and an ache in the small of his back. He shifted into a more upright position, turned to face his fiancée and attempted a smile. It felt lopsided and half-hearted, but Siren returned it with a glorious one of her own - a sunrise to his fading nightscape.
"It looks like you could have used a few hours more," she said, brushing a lock of hair away from his face, "but I think you'll do." A quick kiss finished the magical resurrection and Ellis began to feel human once more.
He peered out through the window of the sky-cab to see a vast, empty desert plain stretching off towards the horizon. It was such a surreal sight on that world of endless streets that he had to do a double take.
"We're still on Shadow, right?" he asked, turning back to Siren. Annabella, sitting opposite, let out a giggle.