A child was calling for help. His leg was caught in a roller coaster, and he was hanging several stories up. A man at the stand below, operating the coaster, had gotten scared and ran away, screaming. A woman sat in a corner, covering her baby, whispering words of encouragement to it. The child started crying, and she tried to shush it. Another ran to her car, and narrowly missed the sign for the amusement park, as it fell.
The park was under attack.
By what, it wasn't clear, exactly.
Clark was aware that he was dreaming, when he used his abilities in the open. He had spent the last 3 years of high school using them in secret, if even at all, attempting to blend, to make them go away. He failed.
In the back of his mind, while Dream-Clark used his heat vision to fuse two pieces of a ride back together, the voice of a woman appeared. One he had never heard before. She sounded urgent, and Dream-Clark tried to listen, to commit the voice to memory.
"Is anyone here...? I really hope this damn thing works... Hello. My name is," Static affected the voice, as she kept talking. "... and I need some help! I am in..." More static. " and I would really appreciate it if someone called the police! Oh, and that's at..." Static again. It was starting to mess with Dream-Clark's head. "Please, help me!"
The voice disappeared, and the dream ended. Clark woke up.
