Doris
A dark portal opens in the still destroyed gardens a woman in tattered clothes stumbles out of the portal she is holding a dark keyblade in hand. She appears to be confused and lost trying to gather her bearings. "Where did you take me now?" She began to walk around the gardens a bit something about the area struck her as familiar. "What do you mean I should recognize this world?" Whoever she was conversing with does not seem to be present. "Alright I'll look around." 

She straightened herself up trying to understand why this world was familiar to her perhaps something will jog her memory.
Lillian
Hanzir had been standing around. A pall of sorrow over his face as he stared out into what was once a beautiful garden. He remembered as a child being here with his friends. They had planted flowers here once upon a time. It was what was meant to be their shared bond. Every day, he met with them and they watered the flowers and played in the garden to pass the long summer days away. Tilting his head back to stare into the sky for a moment mostly to keep the tears where they belonged. The happy memories were still happy ones, and in the future he would get the chance to make more of them. Though... That would require people to actually exist. He'd only been wandering for a few hours at this point, before realizing that the place was mostly empty save for a few of the little dark creatures that had harried him for years up to this point. 

Rubbing his eyes and setting his sight back to the ash filled gardens. His golden eyes caught sight of something that sent a chill up his spine. A dark door, much like the one he'd flopped out of in the outskirts, had opened and a woman had stepped out. Wearing tattered robes and wielding a blade that reminded him of the one he could wield when the time was right. Did the realm he'd escaped have its own bounty hunters? People sent to hunt down people like him that'd finally escaped? That seemed preposterous as he hadn't encountered a single sentient being in the years he'd been wandering the oppressive darkness, but that didn't stop him from being skeptical. His hand on his hip as he stared at the woman. His own clothes tattered in much the same way.

"Uh... Hey lady. You hit your head or something? Nobody else out here to talk to".
Doris
"Behind?!" She turned her yellow eyes meeting the mans as she took a step away putting her guard up. "I was told that no one would be here." She looked down at the keyblade in her hand she then shook her head nothing about the man looked familiar to her. "What you want me to attack him? No." She said hushed still talking to who wasn't there. 

"My memories are all jumbled up and I got a voice in my... In my head that speaks to me and guides me." She pointed the weapon at him bringing up her guard once more. "Right now it's telling me that you shouldn't be."