The door... goes to the velvet room. Igor's office. The one I've been dreaming about. And I was awake this time, for sure. (Or as sure as I can be since my life took a turn for the surreal...)
Igor tells me that I'm the Chosen One, or something. Of all the people with super Persona-summoning powers, I'm the best and the specialest of them all. Yay me. Everyone else just gets one Persona, but mine, Hermes, is like the zero Persona and so is the equivalent of wishing for more wishes.
All we need is an ancient evil that's been sealed away for 1000 years and we're set. And we need to recruit like a talking cat and a ninja robot and then we can do an anime!
Oh god, I really have gone crazy.
-Alice
