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Rey followed the faint and eerie whispers until she found what she was looking for. She lept down from the cliff to walk towards the dark hole in the ground, covered in black moss. Distant wails called her name and she knelt at the entrance, leaning forward slightly to get a better look. She saw nothing but darkness and strands of moss blowing in the wind.

Rey strained to get a better view and hearing but quickly lost her balance as an unseen force suddenly pulled her down. She cried out as she fell into the water below. Rey panicked slightly, as she didn't know how to swim. Jakku was a place where water was a scarcity to drink, and being a desert planet open oceans and lakes were never a part of Rey's life. Despite her rising panic, she closed her eyes and let the Force guide her movements as she tried not to inhale water. Her legs kicked upward towards the surface and she broke free, gasping for breath. She grasped the smooth rocks and clung to them for dear life. She pulled herself up, coughing up the water she had inhaled. Panting hard, she took a moment to breathe. Her clothes were soaked through and her brief swim had caused her hair to be untied which now hung loosely around her shoulders. She looked up and stopped short of what she saw.

An impossibly smooth and reflective wall stood before her, with an incredible likeness to a mirror. Rey stepped towards it as if she was instinctively drawn to it. She stood still for a moment, staring back at her reflection, before tentatively lifting her hand to ever so slightly touch the surface…

Suddenly, Rey was on the other side of the mirror and was confused as she saw several tangible reflections in front of her. She lowered her hand in confusion, each copy mimicking the movement just a split second after the previous. She turned around, so did the copies of herself, one after the other. The slight scuffle of sound she made when she turned echoed in tune with her movements. It was almost like a domino effect. She raised her right hand again palm facing forwards. She looked at it for a moment and then turned her hand the other way. Each replica followed the movement perfectly one after the other. Rey turned her hand again with the same result.

Then she decided to try something new. She snapped her fingers, making it crisp and clear, and sure enough, one snap followed by another and another. She snapped again and it was like a never-ending line of echoing snaps. Her fingers snapped again before she lowered her arm and looked down at it in wonder. She lifted her head again to try to discern an end to this line. She felt a surprising sense of calm as she balled her fist. Rey knew that this didn't go on forever, that there must be an end destination to all of this.

When she found herself face to face with the mirror again, she slowly raised her arm again, fingers outstretched. Her voice, sounding detached and distant, echoed in her ears.

"Let me see them…" Her fingers touched the cold surface of the stone. "My parents…" Her lower lip trembled as she added one last desperate plea, "Please…"

As her fingertips pressed against the wall, she began to see two shadows take form. Two silhouettes seemed to be walking towards her. She held her breath in anticipation. But then as they got closer, the shadows began to merge and Rey realized only one person was walking towards her. It was difficult to discern the details of this person, only that they felt very familiar and strange at the same time. The figure came to stand in front of her almost as if it was examining her, too. It raised its hand to match up with Rey's and Rey scarcely dared to breathe. Light reflected in her hazel eyes which were full of anticipation, fear, and a small sliver of hope. The mirror slowly cleared starting from her fingertips and spreading outwards. Rey turned her face in anticipation but then she took a halting breath.

The only image she saw was… herself. She saw herself, staring back at her with confusion which slowly transitioned into disappointment as the hope slipped from her gaze. Rey shook all over, but it had nothing to do with the cold wind or her wet clothes. She fell to her knees in shock, not knowing what else to do. Tears began to fall down her face but she barely registered them.

She didn't know how long she sat there, or how she climbed back out. Rey didn't remember stepping inside her hut or starting the fire. She numbly peeled off her outer tunic of clothing to dry, and sat down on the stone bench, wrapped in a woolen blanket. Rey's breath shook and she felt her composure crumble. She openly wept, tears streaming down her face mixing in with the residual rainwater. Long, heartbreaking sobs wracked her body as she felt consumed by despair, frustration, sorrow, but most of all, the loneliness. She felt so isolated at that moment. She couldn't think of anyone that could understand what she was going through.

Rey continued to cry but then she felt it again. The low murmur in the Force and the chilling, but now familiar presence. She lifted her tear-filled gaze to see the dark eyes of Kylo Ren staring across from her.

**I know this isn't technically a Force Bond session, but it's pretty crucial to the next one so I thought I'd include it anyway.