There was . . . a Syaoran that was trying to save some things from falling down into bad memories. We helped him, but we . . . were dropped down, into a memory of the zombie ball from some time ago—? We may have accidentally tampered with that memory somewhat, since we . . . did not allow the Syaoran from that memory to die.
The area we were walking through . . . [describing the ruins of Acid Tokyo]