Jim woke with a start, drenched in sweat. Yet again, he had another dream…dreams he couldn't really understand. They consisted mostly of destroying the only one who he had ever had…Hanmyo. Most of them included the Outlaw Star, but in some, he had a dream of her dying with the flowers he had given her in her hands. It was so confusing…yet it seemed so real. By far, the strangest dream that had happened was one that seemed almost like a romantic movie, kissing her as she slowly faded away…and then he woke up, as always. He did not dare tell aniki, knowing he wouldn't REALLY understand. An entire year had passed since he had last seen her, and he was now 12 years old. After regaining his composure, he fell back asleep.
"She flew, her two cats by her side. The Outlaw Star…Gene…grappler mode…and the blood. So much red throughout space…so much blood. She was dead. A single rose…standing for their love? Or perhaps just herself, she was as pretty as a rose…"
Again he woke, this time to the buzzing of the alarm clock beside him. So confused…He just couldn't understand. And then, just as he had done a year before, he walked outside the Outlaw Star, heading to a local park. Suddenly, a flash of light occurred:
"Hanmyo, standing at their former meeting place, the fountain. She was looking down, seeming so sad…and then…a single glance at him, and disappearing…with the wind…"
Jim was certainly terrified now, rigid with a mixture of confusion and fear. He was now certain that something terrible had happened to the mysterious girl over a year ago. Slowly, he walked back towards the sleek red ship, breaking into a run halfway there.