[The window in the very room that she hides in is one to shatter, and she gasps out loud when it startles her, her arms moving to cover her head and a hand to her mouth to stifle the sound of fear that she knows she's about to make when his voice resounds in her head.
What is going on?
...
She tries to wrest control of the dream back into her hands, but that only makes it worse for her when a trail of black starflowers blooms from where she crouches behind a crate out to the door.]
No, no, no...
[Tifa doesn't know if she should run from him or run to him and try to wake him, but all she knows is that she needs to run away from these flowers. So, she gets up and tries again, swinging the door open and rushing out, trampling on the blossoms on her way back into the hallway that twists and turns before her very eyes.
Twists and turns until she's faced with doors on all sides, and his footsteps echoing louder.]
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What is going on?
...
She tries to wrest control of the dream back into her hands, but that only makes it worse for her when a trail of black starflowers blooms from where she crouches behind a crate out to the door.]
No, no, no...
[Tifa doesn't know if she should run from him or run to him and try to wake him, but all she knows is that she needs to run away from these flowers. So, she gets up and tries again, swinging the door open and rushing out, trampling on the blossoms on her way back into the hallway that twists and turns before her very eyes.
Twists and turns until she's faced with doors on all sides, and his footsteps echoing louder.]
Eustace!
[She cries out to him.]
What is going on with you?