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Chloe Bishop's sleep that night was rather restless. Perhaps it was due to having slept too much during the afternoon, but she kept drifting in and out of consciousness. In the middle of the night, she felt as though she were caught in another dream—in the vision, she saw that cross once again, swinging back and forth before her eyes, accompanied by a familiar, long-absent voice.

"Rob... Rob..