Khan's expression grew cold as he reviewed those familiar images. He had accepted the nightmares as part of his existence, but he had never managed to grow used to those memories.
The pain, fear, and desperation felt during that tragedy reappeared inside his mind as the images gained some clarity and started flowing forward. Those sensations even felt more intense now, but Khan blamed the dense pale-red liquid for that.
Liiza gasped when the mirror showed the Nak coming out of the crater. Her grasp on Khan's hand tightened when she saw the bleeding injury on his chest, and her expression darkened once the alien stretched one of its six fingers toward him.
Khan's nightmare always ended at that point, but a frown appeared on his face when the scene continued. An azure halo covered the Nak's hand before filling the images reflected in the mirror.
"Are these my memories?" Khan quickly asked.
