"Exactly how far are we going?" A slightly irritated, but familiar voice asked.
"We're almost there, just a little more..." Another somewhat familiar voice responded with a hint of excitement that made the voice sound very foreign.
The Emperor heard these two voices amidst the darkness before the scene suddenly came into view as if a blindfold was taken off his eyes. The Emperor immediately frowned, both in annoyance and confusion. He went to move but found that he could not, he seemed like a statue, rooted to the spot with his arms clasped behind his back... and neither could he speak, for some reason.
It was as if he was simply a guest, a passenger in his own body forced to silently watch an irritating scene unfold.
{...Is this a dream?... It has to be...}
