*Cracken Hideki Palpatine, Dark Lord of the Sith, floated in a dream in the white, endless expanse of absolutely nowhere. White, liquid metal flowed around his body, twisting and warping, changing.
A little Girl dressed in black with bright red fingernails watched him, standing on level ground that wasn't there. She was angry, which expressed itself on her faux features as childish petulance.*
Girl: Wake up.