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The dream.
It's inevitable, the same dream.
I'm flying amongst the stars, directly toward the sun.
Alone. Always alone.
I've become aware of a premonition that the sun is about to explode.
And what upsets me most is "why...?".
"Why did the sun have to die?"
I fall through space, shocked to be alive, but presuming my life will soon be over.
I see the house where it happened...
Where the artificial intelligence rebels, the Silicates, took my parents' lives.
And I wanna know why.
The lights! - I need to know why.
Shane, take care of them. Remember how I told you?
They're here! Hurry!