A dream vestige was an intangible entity, more like a huge mass of fog with anguished faces appearing in it, stretching, twisting, and dissolving back into the vapor. It was accompanied by a chorus of faint voices, some moaning, some gibbering, and others laughing. The souls that made up the cloud were in constant torment, trapped in a nightmare, and they hated one another even more than they hated the world.