You lie in your cryosleep chamber, your body suspended in a state of deep hibernation. They say you do not dream in cryosleep, but you are in fact, dreaming, and you dream of the black.

You feel as if you are being pulled towards a vast and all-consuming darkness, as if an awful gravity is dragging you down.

The darkness seems to be alive, pulsing with energy. It feels as if something gargantuan lies hidden within it, waiting to be unleashed. You can sense its hunger.

As you are pulled deeper into the darkness, you see shadowy tendrils reaching out towards you. They seem to be beckoning you, drawing you closer to the thing that lies hidden within.

You try to resist, but the darkness is too powerful. You feels yourself being pulled closer and closer, until he is face-to-face with the thing.

It is unfathomably huge, with tentacles that writhe and lash out at you. You feel one wrap around your leg, pulling you towards the thing.

You scream as you are dragged towards it, but your voice is silenced by the deep freeze of the cryosleep chamber.

Your scream is caught in your throat. You will not release it fow another seven years until you reach you arrive at Yatima.