Awareness came back slowly.
Gray mist spread in every direction.
No noticeable features could be seen.
An indeterminate amount of time seemed to pass.
At one point, a new presence started to emerge.
Some of the gray mist parted as a humanoid figure came into form.
That figure was a man who wore a filigreed red-and-white uniform.
Any human in the Red Ocean was able to identify this iconic man.
He was Professor Ves Larkinson, the most innovative and successful Senior Mech Designer of the new frontier.
A grave and solemn expression appeared on the man's face. The strong sense of insubstantiality and disassociation made it difficult to get a clear look at the famous mech designer.
When the man opened his mouth, no sound seemed to propagate.
The man did not give up and repeated his words.
"...on…mon…Imon…me Imon…er me Imon…Can you hear me Imon?"
