As I lay there, on the stone-cold floor of the Coliseum basement, I felt an odd sensation run through my body. It was very unusual; icy cold yet burning hot at once. Suddenly, my lifeless body began to hover into the air, and disappeared with a flash.

Darkness surrounded me, which was soon replaced by a starry tunnel full of whirling portals. I zoomed through the passageway, glancing at the portals as I went. I saw six beings that looked oddly like Toa running down a dark tunnel; a snow-white figure confronting a monstrous dark creature; two beings clashing on a barren field, one purple and the other blue; another Toa-like figure approaching a coffin of crystal; and numerous other sights. However, the more I traveled within the tunnel, the more I noticed a very bright light at the end.

And in the blink of an eye, I had reached the end of the tunnel and was launched right through the wall of light.

I was on a tropical island surrounded by clear turquoise waters, where Matoran played in the golden sands. Is this Artahka? I wondered.

As I alighted on the soft sands, my mind was overwhelmed with a picture of a temple, somewhere in the jungle. Using my mind as a guide, I made my way across the beach and into the tropical forest, where Brakas leapt through the trees and Nui-Jaga scuttled across the forest floor.

I promptly arrived at a temple, which I recognized as the one in my vision. It was impressive, with huge blue crystals forming arches overhead, two stained-glass windows on each side of the door, and a stone insignia on the front of the roof comprised of the number 24 with a gavel across it.

Entering, I found myself face to face with a group of 24 people, all dressed in long cloaks that obscured their facial features and with each cloak unique. One of them, whose robe was a golden colour, stepped forward. "Greetings, Hikan, Toa of Crystal. Welcome to the Temple of the Jury of Time. I am Teranil."

Teranil turned to his fellow members. "Does anyone have anything to say about the guilty party's actions?"

The guilty party? Who's that? I wondered. Then a sickening thought crossed my mind: they were talking about me. This jury was going to decide my fate, and I wasn't too pleased about it.

A member in a bluish-grey robe spoke up. "Why can't the guilty party have a say in all of this?"

Another member, in muddy brown robes covered in orange slime, turned towards the other member. "Silence, Kynna! It is not your turn to speak."

"No one asked for your opinion, Xantan," she shot back.

Teranil fired a ray of light from his palm at the two, and Kynna and Xantan ceased quarreling. "Silence! You two know better than to argue like that! Xantan, why don't we hear what you have to say first. Kynna can state her opinion after."

Xantan looked at the gold-robed member and bowed. "Thank you, Teranil. Now, Hikan is obviously highly dangerous. I mean, he killed two Matoran!"

"Yes, but he did help the Toa Hordika defeat Keetongu," Kynna objected. "Shouldn't that count for something?"

Teranil looked at her. "Yes, but killing two Matoran is more serious than helping defeat a giant robot, I'm afraid. Now I will conference with my sister Terabi to reach a conclusion."

The two moved away from the group and began talking quietly. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, they finished conferencing and walked over to where I was standing.

Teranil was the first to speak. "Hikan, you have been decided guilty of killing two Matoran."

Terabi spoke next. "As a result, you will be required to release the life energy of the two Matoran, Derone and Vira, that you killed. There is also a second part of the punishment that will not be disclosed to you."

She waved her hands in front of my chest, and two floating wisps of smoke- one lime green, the other orange- flew out of my chest and landed on her left palm. Terabi placed them in crystals that she retrieved from her pocket.

Then she turned to the rest of the Jury. "Ramtor, could you please…"

A grey-robed member stepped down and walked towards me. I could see that sown into his robe were millions of tiny crystals that reflected the light pouring through the stained-glass windows. He began to wave his hands over my body and I felt something odd happening to my arms and legs. It felt like they were frozen.

I looked over at them and gasped. They were frozen. (Frozen in crystal, to be exact.)

Soon, my body was encased inside a crystal coffin, and with a wave of Ramtor's palm I fell asleep.

However, in the few moments before plunging into unconsciousness, I heard Terabi conversing with her brother.

"Teranil, where shall I put him?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe the sea around the Great Spirit fortress?"

Then I fell asleep, and was plunged into eternal darkness.