The team of two dreamers are being engulfed in the dark as black night as they are plummeting down to who knows where. Wherever it is they are going, it’s obvious that they’re likely not going to land on anything soft. Dreamfinder and Figment hold each other together as they continue down screaming, trying their best not to separate. It is the empty void of darkness that is probably scarier to them right about now than it is just falling, for neither one of them knows where or when there will be any sight of light again or will it be deemed safe for them to land on.
“Dreamfinder!” Figment shouts.
“Figment!” Dreamfinder shrieks. “Hang on!”
“I don’t think that door was any laughing matter!”
“Gee, really?!” sassed Dreamfinder, sarcastically.
“How far down do you think this goes on?”
“Something soft, I hope! Look!”