He imagined Melissa as he saw her in the Memory Record. It was the template of sorts, and the rest he filled with the memories he had of her.
Their childhood, the days before the accident, and then even their meeting in the Memory Record. Although it wasn't exactly the meeting he was expecting, nor did he know if it was actually real... the orb reacted to him.
Bit by bit, the image of someone started to materialize. It was a woman standing still, her hair as black as the void. Her hair was very long, reaching her feet, and her eyes, while hard to see, were glowing green. She was slightly skinnier than he remembered.
A warm sensation spread throughout his chest when he realized it really was Melissa. He had so much he wanted to tell her, but he knew now was not the time. After all, their reunion was long overdue.
Despite that, even if he didn't want to accept it, something felt a little off about her. She seemed out of it, mentally.
