She was exhausted enough that she did sleep, though she couldn't say how long. Even then, her dreams were just as bizarre. She saw distant mountains, where strange hooves alighted in groves of white fruit trees. For a time there was peace in that beautiful garden, which welcomed her as few places ever had.

Then came fire, and a terrible silhouette appeared on the horizon. The forest wilted and burned around them, suffocating the trees and flowers with thick black smoke. Eventually the flaming figure got close enough, and she recognized it. It was herself, her eyes burning white and her body black. The figure was far larger than she was, towering overhead like a kaiju about to crush everything she knew and loved.