There's a man screaming. Or is it a man? Rey doesn't know. The hallway she walks down is long and dark, only the light of her blue saber illuminating the path ahead of her. The screams get louder and louder as she approaches the door at the end of the hall. It's tall and black, with thousands of different bars locking it shut. She can hear the screaming just behind the door.
"It's not enough," says a voice behind her.
Rey jumps back, retracting her saber and pushing herself flat against the wall. A man in black robes and a man in a First Order uniform stride quickly toward the door.
"Snoke wants his point made clear," the man in the First Order uniform states stiffly.
They don't see her in the corner. They hold a small light that illuminates their faces. The man in the black robe is old, his wrinkles sagging on his face. The other man is younger and has bright red hair sticking out from under the small cap.
"General, he's very weak. I don't know how much more he can handle," the old man says quietly.
"If you have issues with the way she's handling this than I suggest you take it up with her," the General threatens, his ice blue eyes sharp and menacing.
The old man bows his head. "Erecto Manifiso."
Suddenly, the locks begin to pull back. Each one clicks loudly, echoing down the hallway. There's a final pop, and the door opens, allowing a stream of white light to enter the hall. The two men step in. Rey follows silently.
And then she sees him. A man sitting crouched on the floor. Chains connected to his wrists, pulling his arms out and above him. He wears only a tattered pair of shorts and his bare upper body is covered in streaks of blood. His head hangs down, the messy black curls of his hair obscuring his face.
Her breath catches when he lifts his face, his eyes meeting hers. It was Kylo Ren.
"Rey," he grunts. But it's not angry like she remembered. It was pleading. "You shouldn't be here."
She looks frantically around the room. The two men have disappeared, leaving her and Kylo alone. A sudden cold feeling creeps onto her skin. Everything around her begins to ice over as the temperature drops. Kylo's face breaks into terror.
"Rey, you have to leave!" he gasps at her, his breath coming out in plumes of white steam.
She feels afraid. She turns around to run back out the door but it's been closed. When she turns around again, Kylo is gone. The room begins to crumble. Rey sees a small hole in the corner of the room. An escape! She sprints toward it, sliding through into the darkness.
And suddenly she's awake. Rey sits up sharply, the cool night air of the island biting at her bare skin.
"Another nightmare?" Luke asks.
He sits across from the small fire they made. It was still night outside so Rey knew she hadn't been asleep for that long.
"Yes," she whispers, pulling her jacket around her shoulders to keep warm.
Luke smiles, but it's a solemn smile. "Was it about Kylo Ren?"
Rey nods.
"Was he trying to kill you again?"
Rey doesn't know why she lies. Maybe because she's afraid of what Master Skywalker would say to her. "Yes."
Rey had been training with Luke for a little over a year now. He was a brilliant Master. He had trained her excellently in combat tactics and using the force to move objects. He had also taught her how to navigate her dreams, and find information from them. Every once and a while Master Yoda would appear or Master Obi-Wan and give her advice when it came to understanding the ways of the force.
She was a natural, they told her. Anything she was taught she picked up in a few days. Obi-Wan had even joked with her that soon she would surpass Luke in the use of the force and would need a new, more experienced teacher.
Of course all of these things mattered little in her mind. The only reason she had agreed to come train was because she wanted to kill Kylo Ren. After what he had done to Han Solo, and then to Finn, she couldn't run back to Jakku. It was obvious she was talented in the force. But she would only use it to destroy the one thing that could destroy her happiness. Kylo Ren.
"That's not a way in which you should see the world," Luke had warned her when she told him this. "Getting revenge on Kylo Ren would lead you down the path of the dark side."
Rey couldn't deny it. She knew what Luke said was true. With her force training she did struggle with fighting the dark side. It seemed to creep up on her when she was least expecting it.
"I wanted to kill Darth Vader because of what he had done to my friends and family. But in the end, I realized a truth I would have never seen if I had let the dark side lead my decisions. There was still good in him. I would not have seen that."
Rey could hardly think there was any good in Kylo Ren. He was a murderer, a thief. His mind was so twisted by the dark side he killed his own father. There was no hope for Kylo Ren.
But the dream. Rey had nightmares about Ren coming to kill her almost every night. Some nights she could hardly sleep because of it. This worried Luke. Especially since the dream was the same every night. He told her that dreams like that usually aren't dreams, they're visions of the future.
When her dreams turned from Kylo Ren killing her to her finding him half-dead, she became extremely worried. She hadn't told Luke of the change. After all, she'd only had that dream six times. And if it was real, then she was glad. He deserved every scream she heard.
"Focus on the pull of the force," Luke instructs as she closes her eyes, her lightsaber ready to deflect the objects that fly towards her.
She can feel the objects coming towards her and she strikes them away with ease. The objects get bigger and she feels herself going deeper into the force.
"Very good Rey," Luke encourages.
Rey! Help me!
A voice from the darkness cries out to her. She frowns, feeling her focus shift from the objects to the direction of the voice.
"Rey?"
Please! You're the only one who can hear me!
She follows the voice in the darkness. Rey feels an object strike her on the shoulder but she ignores it as she ventures closer to the voice.
Rey! Please! Please come help me!
Kylo lays on the ground at her feet. He's covered in blood. She gasps at the sight, jumping back instinctively. He looks up at her, his eyes wild and desperate.
Find me. Save me!
He's begging her. She's going to reach down and grab him but something pulls on his legs and begins to drag him away. He starts screaming as he slides across the black.
Rey! REY!
She snaps out of her trance and sees Luke, who is staring quizzically at her. She looks over at her shoulder where the object had hit her. There's a small cut.
"What did you see Rey?" Luke asks, his eyebrows knit together in concern.
Rey looks at him for a long time, trying to slow her heartrate.
"It was Kylo," she says after a moment. "I think they're going to kill him."
Worry fills Luke's features. He stares at her for a long time, then his eyebrows raise as if he's just figured something out.
"How long has he been contacting you?" he asks, tilting his head down slightly to look up at her with scolding eyes.
"What do you mean?"
"Kylo Ren has been reaching out to you in the force, has he not?"
Rey swallows. "My dreams had changed. I didn't know he was forcing me to see that."
Luke steps a step toward her, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Tell me everything, child. Everything!"
She frantically tells him about the dream. She tells him about the two men and about Kylo telling her to leave.
"I just saw him now. He was begging me to find him… to help him. He was covered in blood, like the dream. I think he was trying to escape," she stumbles out.
Luke grimaces, holding his chest.
"What does it mean?" she asks quietly. "Is it a trap?"
"I don't know," he whispers. "There has been no word of him since Starkiller. It could be."
"Should we wait?"
Luke shakes his head. "If we wait and it's real… then he will die."
"That isn't such a bad thing, right?"
"Kylo Ren is the only person who can help us defeat the First Order. We need him alive."
Luke suddenly turns on his heel and walks quickly back to the small hut he had built.
"We must leave," Luke shouts back at her. "Gather your things. I'm radioing the base now."
"Why?" Rey runs after him. "We aren't going after him are we?"
Luke stops and turns back to face her. His eyes are wild and full of fear.
"We have to. We have to find him."
"But Master!" she exclaims.
He cuts her off with a raise of his hand. "You will speak no more of it."
She stares at him with anger and disbelief. "You can't be serious."
"We are going to save Kylo Ren."