This time the view is seen from the top of a desk, viewing a darkened room taken almost completely with a bed and little else. Karakael starts awake, panting heavily, his hair disheveled and hands shaking. He can be seen only in silhouette, and his face is blurred even further.

As his breathing dies down he slumps, placing his head in his hands.

"Not again..."

The shaking has not stopped, and he leans over farther, muffling sobs, whispering barely heard names.

"Sirriss."

"Elloran."

The video cuts out as he buries his head in his hands and breaks.