[Storm sits in the bandroom at her high school, next to her friend, Undine. Bookbags are spread out around them, and other students run around the room, trading gossip and generally playing around.]
STORM: It was all so bizzare. I'm not sure what to make of it.
UNDINE: But you felt like you knew what was going on in the dream.
STORM: Yeah, but... I dunno... I know what it means, but It makes no sense...
UNDINE: What about the Battle?
STORM: You're probably right... those dreams that I have all the time... Where i'm fighting in that war... and those three people that always fought with me... it must be...
UNDINE: The four. So, what about the unicorn and the elf... And that woman.
STORM: Not sure...
UNDINE: It's has to be somehow connected to your past life.
STORM: Maybe it's all just strange dreams...
UNDINE: Yeah right... Then why would I have memories of the same stuff?
STORM: This battle thing... The way it seems to repeat... It's almost like some sort of apocolypse... There has to be records of it somewhere...
UNDINE: Want to meet at the library afterschool?
STORM: Yeah... It's the best thing to do right now i think...
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