Dream was sitting in his cell on his bed, writing in one of the books that he was given. Till, he heard the lava from the other side pouring out into the drains, then stopping. He looked up to see who was entering, he hadn't expected anyone, since he wasn't told anyone was coming. He placed his hands over his eyes as the lava poured back down, the lava was too bright to see the person yet, till they slowly started to come into view.