Level 8 was the final stage of the transition. No one knew what was actually on the other side. Some said it was a lush, untamed wilderness; others whispered it was a wasteland where the only thing you truly owned was your breath. The Collective didn't censor the rumors; they simply provided the door.
He thought of the small, unauthorized sketch tucked into his tunic—a drawing of a bird he’d seen in a restricted history file. It looked messy, fragile, and entirely free. 8 : Their Choice
The of the next chapter (survivalist, wonder-filled, or mysterious) If he finds a remnant of the old world early on Level 8 was the final stage of the transition