After falling asleep, Jowlani wakes up in his dream. He stands at the edge of an enormous cliff. He looks around and the world looks like a wasteland. No cities or towns, no trees or water, just.. nothing. He looks to the side and behind him. No one is there. It’s an image that Jowlani sees regularly in his dreams. He starts to get anxious. “Think Jowlani, think! Where is everything and everyone? Where is Zayden?”

Clouds appear over the light brown wasteland. It starts to rain and immediately shifts into a heavy thunderstorm. Within twenty seconds, Jowlani is soaking wet. All the tears that Jowlani has cried on the inside, seem to pour out in an instant. “Is this the future? Is this what happens when I lose Zayden? When Netralia and Altgrön go to war? I’m so confused if this is even real.”

Suddenly a green light begins to shine from the sky. It invades the clouds and stops dead center in front of Jowlani. The end of it hovers against the edge of the cliff. A shadow emerges, coming down the path of the light. The grey shadow then turns darker. “What the hell just happened? What is this? Do I run, stay? What do I do?”