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Once satisfied, I hurried towards the front door. Two windows replaced the one normally beside it, specifically a short window atop a larger one. Looking out the clear twilight, I floated up, then tried phasing to launch myself into space. But, as has happened recently, I was repelled.
The dream began collapsing into a pitch-black void. Acting quick, I dived back first through the ground to warp. I felt myself in bed momentarily. It took some concentration, and a lot of reassurance, for me to warp. Within less than a minute, I found myself floating in deep space. The stars were initially quite faint, then appeared rendered as in 16-bit, before clarifying to a more natural sight.
After enjoying the view, I beset myself towards a TOTY appropriate for the scene (the spaceship one, to be exact). I launched off at light speed (if not faster) further into the cosmos. The pressure of space twisting around blacked me out momentarily, but I endured, and regained consciousness with even greater clarity. A HUD was framed at the edges of my view, reading out random attributes. To the bottom-right was a rotating model of the Enterprise from Star Trek. Wasn't sure what any of this meant, nor was I willing to find out. Instead, I concentrated on locating the target ship via internal radar. As in a previous dream, a continuous beep was soon heard, which became louder and more frequent as I pressed on. Suddenly, an AR map was displayed ahead of me, charting stars on a seemingly endless grid. Both my target and myself occupied points within the same cell. Or, as I gathered, somewhere within the same solar system. I was close.
In a moment, I saw it: a rocket, blazing ahead. Anxious, I trailed it closely. After a short chase, the craft landed onto a reddish-brown planet. I did likewise seconds later. As expected from the view above, the immediate surface of this exoplanet was a rocky wasteland, nothing to see but stars and the ruddish-red rocks of the mountains.
After a brief search, I caught sight of the rocket, a yellow craft that was a lot smaller than expected, no bigger than 15ft in height. The captor aliens weren't far. I tensed myself for a fight. But, to my shock, I realized these were just Chao, the baby-like critter from Sonic Adventure. Each of them were dressed in silly little aluminum suits and glass dome helmets. As I gawked in awe, two of the Chao drew in, curious expressions on their faces, as several others shyly hung back. Their small frame was all too apparent as they got closer; they were barely taller than my knee.
Seeing such innocence made me regret what I had to do next. "Sorry, little guys...", I muttered out. With hurried trepidation, I began dismantling their rocket bit by bit, starting with the tip, then ripping out the thrusters, and continuing on. The Chao's plaintive flailing and whining made this all the more difficult. I kept telling myself "they'll rebuild it, they'll be fine", though I wasn't so sure...
Then, halfway through, I pulled out a large, hatch-locked steel container. No doubt the target captive was inside. I unsealed the door, pressurized air escaping with a dramatic hiss. Soon, a... thing crawled out, a long, spindly creature as black as pitch. It (tentatively) resembled a human-sized stickbug, albeit with four limbs, and no visible head. The Chao, upon seeing the captive set loose, wailed in panic. Something bad would happen if I just stood by, I could tell. Acting quick, I secured my charge in my arms, then blasted off into space.
I made sure to project a life-sustaining forcefield (colored beige) around us, just in case the liberated creature needed air and such. Next, I tried interfacing with it. "Do you know where your home is?", I asked. Besides feeling it squirm uncomfortably in my arms, I got no response. I cruised around aimlessly in space as I thought how I could deal with this. Just then, the dream collapsed in a void. I did my best to re-enter, but got no results. I woke up shortly afterwards.