The sound of laughter echoed in his ears, chilling his blood. Darkness surrounded him, yet he felt watched. Watched by a pair of blue eyes. No, not blue. Finn woke in a cold sweat, heart pounding. Something was bothering him.

Then he remembered. Those eyes. That laugh. A fresh wave of horror crashed down around him as the day replayed itself in his mind's eye.

"So, you're into crystals, huh? How awesome."

Finn shuddered, darting panicked glances around the room, as if something lurked beyond sight, ready to strike. He realized what had scared him.

"I hit on Master Cyclonis!"