Back in dreamland, Dairine has been so preoccupied with trying to save her friends that she hasn't noticed the room slowly shifting around her. The game systems are gone. Her remaining friends are also gone. The room seems larger and more intimidating without them, as shadows seem to swirl around with no rhyme or reason. Occasionally they appear to have many legs, crawling along the walls and into deeper shadows. Nightmare creatures, not too far off from Pitch's own Nightmares.

Dairine turns her head just as the shadows begin to gather into one corner of the room, forming the shape of a man. Her heart drops into her stomach, but she does not show it, not even in dreams. It would be too dangerous. She quickly stands to face the shadows, her face no longer showing pain nor fear, just as the shadows begin to pull away to reveal a man.

He does not seem that remarkable at first glance. Handsome certainly, with bright red hair and a dark three piece suit. However, one could almost mistake him from a tall, attractive middle-aged business man if not for the cruelty in his eyes. Dairine though, is not fooled. She knew the Lone Power.