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Back at base, I got into my room and crawled under my bed sheets. I rolled my eyes behind their lids, and drifted off to sleep...
“Just kill the Officer! They've got no purpose, any longer! I owe it to them!” A voice was shouting.
I was dreaming again. The voice was so clear, but I could see nothing. Another voice then asserted,
“We can't, Vandal! It would change everything! We need to put him back!”
“But Eobard, if we put him back where he's from, that will jeopardize everything as well!” A third voice demanded.
“Not if we use the scepter,” Eobard answered. “It not only controls the mind… but it can erase his memories of everything. From the moment he arrived... And I can return him- at just the precise moment in time… no one, not even The Flash, will know.”
“I will kill that Officer, Eobard,” Vandal interjected.
“In due time, Vandal,” Eobard said. “Now, Kang, bring me the scepter!”
The voices then went silent...
Next came a blinding flash of light! The light would then be followed by a feeling of being rushed across a vast distance, and at an incredible speed. The feeling gave me that automatic, jerk reaction you get when you're dreaming about falling. As I was startling myself awake... I did hear one last thing before fully regaining consciousness-
“I’m still here, right?”
After abruptly waking up, I sat up on my bed... “I'm still here, right?”... What does that mean? These dreams keep getting more and more difficult to try and understand.