‘You couldn’t save them’ ‘You’re no good’ ‘The Red Leader is lying’ Tom gasped, sitting up in his bed. “It was just a dream...” he comforted himself. Reaching around, he found his eye covers and put them on. Much similar to virtual reality goggles, but much more confusing. Tom has gotten the hang of using these. He got out of bed, yawning. 3 Am. ‘Why do I keep having that dream?’

Sighing, he walked into the bathroom, leaning over the sink. He looked in the mirror with a broken expression. He missed the old him. Didn’t he? Was that what this was about? He gave a little huff, grabbing a rag and soaking it with cold water before dabbing it around his face, avoiding the mask. “You know it’s waterproof, comrade.” Tom turned around to see the Red Leader perched at the door.