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At first there are colours, the swirling colours of the void and within the colours are voices. *As many people as possible.*

*Can you remove the safeguards?

How long left?

What about...

Focus on tethering.

Safeguards off. Do I need to tell you how dangerous this is?* The voices come from nowhere and everywhere, distant and close at the same time.

The void shakes and melts away. You arrive in the middle of a battle. Around you there are shouts, explosions, screams. You are in space. Floating. Robots and space ships swirl around you, constant movement, constant light. It is an overwhelming moment, there are too many voices to pick up but the overwhelming feeling is fear.

A deep sickening fear and one that only intensifies when you come face to face with yourself. Your exact likeness, staring back at you, face twisting in horror as they see you.

They scream. You scream. The scream is echoed and the dream cracks into a thousand fragments. The pieces fall into blackness and you fall with them. Into nothing.