Could be... but I don't remember being knocked out at all. [Or that might be exactly what this place wants her to think.] It was more like everything faded and then turned to this.

[It was so seamless that it has her questioning the theory, but she won't dismiss it entirely. It's possible that their memories of what happened in between have been wiped, or replaced, and in that case, that only stands to make Aerith's theory more solid.

She brings a hand up to her chin, and her gaze falls to watch their feet move in tandem with each other over the crumpled purple leaves scattered across the ground.]

The last thing you saw was...?