He was in a jungle one moment then running down the corridors of the ill fated Apollo. Then he found himself standing in a dark room. He wasn’t alone though. A young girl and a beautiful brunette woman stood before him.

“Why didn’t you come?” the brunette said to him.

“I thought you would protect me.” the child said in a heart broken sob.

He stumbled back as if hit by a projectile.

“I tried…”

“You always said that you would never fail me… Liar.” the brunette said to him.

“Catherine, I’m sor…”

“You couldn’t save me either, I was already dead, but you had to make yourself feel better by trying to get me to help.” the child’s accusation was harsh and unwavering.

“No, I hoped…”

“Hope is dead, just like us.” they said in unison. With that statement they both dissolved and in their place the room errupted into flame.

Peter awoke with a start sweat pouring from him.

“No Cathe…” he realized it was a dream, a nightmare.

With a jerky motion he stands up washes his face at the sink and then proceeds to sit cross legged on the floor and focus on entering a meditative state.

-Peter “Wraith” McGarvey (Security)