[b]Jason stood amidst a burning world in a dream. Temples, Citadels, and houses fell alike. Jason stood at the center, his katana in his hands. He heard a faint voice calling his name. He looked down at his sword, to discover it turned into an image of his dead sister Lena, his arm was protruding from her back, covered in blood. He shook his head, unable to see without his sword. She smiled at him.[/b] [i]"Why did you kill me, Jason.. You, demon... Why did you steal my life from me?"[/i] [b]Pain tore at his head, causing him to scream.[/b] "I...will.. haunt...you..!' [b]He awoke, and instinctively drew his sword, holding it out in front of him. He realized he was back in his ship, over-heated, and sweaty. He dropped his sword and wept for the first time in centuries.[/b] [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]