Anakin didn’t know exactly when he fell asleep, in fact he didn’t know that he was asleep until he realized he was having one of the dreams again. He tried to fight it, stop whatever was going to happen from happening. But he was helpless. He could feel a hard table beneath him and a strong light overheard that dazzled his eyes. Yet these sensations were merely secondary compared to the immense burning pain that he was in. It was like another one of his dreams, yet it was not. There he had been encased in some sort of black shell that covered his torso, here…something else was happening.