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John Connor is lying in his makeshift bed/cot inside his base. He closes his eyes peacefully as expected things would go. But something was different this time...
He rolls over in the bed as the prophetic dream plays in his mind.
A glowing light begins to grow in the Beyond and a pink tree of sorts as trillions of balls form into the tree. He desperately looks around as he thinks Skynet is here or there. "No... Skynet's not here.... Right?"
He shudders, a cold sensation as something squirms inside his body that almost feels real.
As the squirming goes in, John snaps his eyes open, sweating, PTSD flashing back from the Machine wars.
"No.... NOOOOOOO!"
He rolls over in the bed as the prophetic dream plays in his mind.
A glowing light begins to grow in the Beyond and a pink tree of sorts as trillions of balls form into the tree. He desperately looks around as he thinks Skynet is here or there. "No... Skynet's not here.... Right?"
He shudders, a cold sensation as something squirms inside his body that almost feels real.
As the squirming goes in, John snaps his eyes open, sweating, PTSD flashing back from the Machine wars.
"No.... NOOOOOOO!"