[ He sleeps for an hour or so without dreaming. Without even really moving.
The dream starts the way it has many times over, with a soreness in his wrists, shackled and chafing as he's dragged through the halls of the Finalizer. This time things go a little differently--instead of an interrogation room, he's brought to an open place with trees, snow falling lightly, and left there alone. A stormtrooper without a helmet, Finn, it's Finn, comes jogging through the trees, white armor shining in the darkness.
Run, the dream-Finn yells. Run!
A ribbon of red flares to life behind him, too close for Poe to do anything about it.
When he wakes up, it's with the sound of a lightsaber ignition crackling in his ears, and he flails under her blankets, yelling a warning to Finn. ]
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The dream starts the way it has many times over, with a soreness in his wrists, shackled and chafing as he's dragged through the halls of the Finalizer. This time things go a little differently--instead of an interrogation room, he's brought to an open place with trees, snow falling lightly, and left there alone. A stormtrooper without a helmet, Finn, it's Finn, comes jogging through the trees, white armor shining in the darkness.
Run, the dream-Finn yells. Run!
A ribbon of red flares to life behind him, too close for Poe to do anything about it.
When he wakes up, it's with the sound of a lightsaber ignition crackling in his ears, and he flails under her blankets, yelling a warning to Finn. ]