[Season Transitioning; Last day of Fall]

"Rose, do you know what Stanley doing?" I asked her.

"I believe, your brother is figuring out a way to bring you back, but he knows he need your journals, Ford." She replies back at my question.

"Is there a way to communicate with him at least, Rose? Before he causes any trouble and create portal rifts." I felt regretful speaking about my idiotic brother, but anger as well.

"Well yes, I could plug you in with a short connection to share a dream space, but why do you ask?" She looks at me confused.

"I need to warn him, now! Could you connect with right now?"

"But we're not even close to the shack yet, Ford."

"Rose, I command you now!" I exclaimed, begging to at least. That familiar slits eyes placed in, flashes replacing her silver stars of the midnight hair.

"Yes, Ford, right away!" She begins to prepare anything around to lay me down for my comfort before placing a light kiss on my forehead. My eyes widen in surprise at her bold action, before closing and fading my consciousness away.

"I'll be waiting for your return, Ford." She whispered before I was put put like a light.

[Somnium Ratio Activate Connection]

My eyes batted and wavers up at the sky; foggy dust clouds floating up within the steel blue sky, gazing at the orange sun. My back flattening low wheat stalks, flowing by the gusty breeze, as I helped myself up.

'Is this the place, the dream dimension?' I looked around, my broken triangular Portal, the boat that Stan, and I were ment to be sailing together which will never happen and the rusted swing set. I approached the rusted thing, touching the chains that used to be a life support when we flew together..

"Ford?" I turned around to see Stan, no longer the young man, he was growing older than I. His wrinkles, he started wearing glasses, a red velvet feez with a gold emblem on his gray hair.

'How long was I gone?" I was still seen young, my hands weren't affected by the time I have spend here, before my demise of the hands of the another dream demon. She wasn't that bad of company... But could I really trust her, I mean she helped me...

"Don't do it, Stanley! It's a mistake!" I yelled at him frowning, arching my brow towards my nose.

"I'm so close to helping you, Ford!" Stan looked like he was going to cry, I wanted to hug him, but I didn't. The sight of him is staticky scratching away, 'Rose, what's happening!?!'

'He's about to wake up, Ford, say goodbye you'll see him soon. After all time is slightly slow here and time goes faster on the other side. You won't age, until you leave this game, it will pay a toll on your youth, though and all you have to do is survive winter time, Ford.' She explained in my mind.

"Stanley your about to wake up, heed my warning! Don't bring me back you'll-!" Everything shut down and grew dark.