I was in a room with no beginning or end.

It was made only of pitch black darkness. I could see myself walking, wearing nothing but a plain white gown like I had been in the medical ward. I could not feel my feet beneath me. It was as if I was another person, looking down at myself.

The room was getting smaller, closing in on itself as the coldness of the room wrapped me like a cold blanket. The black space became so tight that soon I wasn't alone.

There was the machine, and I was sitting in it. My eyes were rolled so far back they were pure white. My hands gripped to the shattered wood of the chair. I watch the room move around to a white wall.

I didn't know where this wall came from or what it meant. I only knew it angered me.

I wanted it down, but I didn't know why.

It was then a video feed projected against this wall. It focused on the manicured hands of a stranger who typed the same numbers over and over into a keypad.

47276, 47276, 47276, 47276...

The feed continued until a keypad appeared on the white wall.

I hovered my hand over the keypad and typed the same.

47276.

I heard a click before the wall melted into the black floor below. Behind the wall, was a man huddled in a corner. His skin was pale, and his hair was matted to his head. I approached him as he turned his face.

It was then I could see his hollowed out eyes.

It was Mat.

He was alone. He was afraid. I had to wake up and find him. He was here all along, and I knew how to get him out. But why couldn't I wake up?

Something was wrong.

I felt my body no longer over the black space but sinking far into the black ground like thick water.

Below, in the water, there was a diamond shaped disk. A curtain of thick blood fell onto the diamond and revealed a strange leather book.

Inside the book, I saw many moving pictures. It was us, all of us. The lower city was engulfed in flames. The enormous machine that had taken Ocean was tearing through the lower city and ripping people out of their homes.

From the thicket of flames, I saw an underground tunnel. I felt the time lost in this tunnel. I watched it's inside where an abandoned train waited. It's tracks stretched far out into the black waters beyond the Union.

I closed the book. I was sinking fast, but I couldn't -.

I couldn't wake -