The dream was back, but Spock knew it was different. He was not on the ground, but somewhere else. He knelt, brushed back the hair from the face, saw….
"Jim!"
There was blood, so much, running down his face, onto the ground, onto Spock's lap where his captain's head rested. A shrill cry rang out, he looked up ---
--saw a vrekasna, wings outspread, something in its talons, a soul, it was a soul taker, it was taking Jim's soul it was taking Jim's soul it was taking Jim away from him…"Kroykah!"
Silence. Nothingness.
The dream began again.