"What the hell? We're back at the hell hole?" Finn groaned, staring up at the tall, battered walls of the castle. The fortress looked like it had been through countless wars already.
Deep cracks ran along the stone, and scorch marks from past battles marred the surface. The surrounding landscape was ravaged, the earth torn apart by explosions and fires, twisted trees barely standing, and old siege equipment rusting at the edges of the battlefield.
"Don't panic," Rey tried to calm the group, his tone steady but his eyes sharp as he surveyed the grim scene. "Best case scenario, this is some kind of reboot, and this whole scene has nothing to do with our previous visit here."
"And worst case scenario," Asher chimed in dryly, "it does have everything to do with our last visit, and we're partially screwed depending on what happens next."
Creation is hard, cheer me up!