Reyna stumbled into her apartment and bolted the door shut behind her. She was slightly drunk. She walked towards the lone window in her rented room, bypassing her mattress and clothes strewn on the floor. Looking out the window, she gazed at the moon. It was the only beautiful thing that she could see. When she looked at the streets, she saw beggars, thugs, and thieves. When she looked at the surrounding buildings she saw proof of the failing society with every crumbling piece of architecture. The moon was different, though. It was pure and uncorrupted, if that was even possible any more.
The glow of the moon started to fade. Reyna's heart began to beat irrationally. What the hell was going on? The glowing orb turned to darkness. The only light that was visible were the scarce glowing lights throughout the city. Suddenly, the moon flashed brighter than she had ever seen, light more brilliant than the sun, pulsating out towards her....

Reyna woke up in a sweat. The sheets on her mattress were soaking wet. She got up and walked towards the window in a slight panic. She looked up at the moon which was happily beaming down on the Earth, as usual. What a dream, perhaps that's what the psychic had been telling her about. But what did it mean? Reyna went back to her bed with no hope of falling back to sleep.