A series of fragmented clues discovered when investigating the anomalies in the hotel in the Dreamscape with Singler — all of them left behind by a hotel attendant named Hamilton.

The moment is finally here.

Before I entered the dream today, the shift lead found me and had a long earnest chat with me. He spoke too fast, and I couldn't catch most of what he was saying, but I still sort of understood what he was trying to tell me: He feared that I would be “in grave danger” when I entered the dream this time. If I can't complete the mission successfully, The Family will surely banish me from their ranks. He even said that he really appreciated me, that there were few young people like me who were this low-profile, hardworking and industrious, and he hoped I would pass the trial without a hitch.

I exchanged a few perfunctory words with him, then went back to my room to prepare to enter the dream. It' be a lie if I said I wasn't the least bit anxious — but what else could I do besides mutely accepting the current situation? I closed my eyes and forced myself to take a nap, the dreamless kind… To be able to do that thing, I would have to be in optimal condition — physically and mentally — no matter what.

I entered the dream and woke up in the Reverie's staff dorms like usual.

But the feeling of everything around here was oddly strange. The people around me seemed to notice something, and I could feel the peculiar glances they cast toward me — of course, it could've all just been in my mind, but who knows?

Someone I'm not very acquainted with suddenly tapped me on the shoulder, like he was trying to encourage me… But I didn't even remember what he worked as. A Dreamscape Motivator? Darn it. It was like my memories were erased by someone…

Jeremy and I traded a few lines, mostly about those recent strange happenings in the hotel in the Dreamscape: Paintings suddenly appearing, musical instruments attacking guests and such — it all made me somewhat nervous. It's strange, he was the closest to me, yet it felt like he had no idea what I was about to face today… I even forgot to tell him before. It's fine. This is good too — one fewer person to worry about.

I changed into a jet-black outfit. Black makes me feel safe. I waited for a while at the dorms, so anxious that I couldn't even sit still. God knows how many times I paced the room.

And then, I heard a knock on the door.