You awake from an incredibly incoherent dream, multicolored and framed by horror beyond human comprehension. Gamzee's horns squeak from under you as you sit up in the pile, groaning. "Oh, hey! You woke up!" Feferi exclaims, smiling cheerfully at you. “Thought you wouldn’t for a second there.”

You shut your eyes to ease the oncoming migraine. "What the hell was that?" "Oh, those? Just the lords of the Furthest Ring! Glub glub! Pretty sweet, huh?" To demonstrate how sweet you find it, you vomit over the side of the horn pile and slump down like a gutted fish.