W-Well. They're... rather lengthy, though my memory is surprisingly unclear when it comes to them. Generally I have very good memory recall, but... [He sighs a little.] Perhaps a property of the Shift...
... At any rate. Allow me to... try to explain them...
... So far my dreams have been much of the same things, but with gradually-increasing amounts of detail. There's this... metallic city that features most prominently; it's enormous, easily several dozen times larger than Luceti Valley, and full of what looks like advanced technology... wiring and circuitry and tubing everywhere, but with organics like flowers and trees almost mixed in. It's... strangely beautiful, and I always get the strong feeling of... being there, or having been there, and needing to go back.
There was this particular building too, with an announcer that said "Welcome to the Randi Institute", and... a-and it was calling to me, and I felt like I was supposed to be in it... [Robert's voice hitches a little bit here. He's always wanted to feel like he belongs somewhere.]
... The... s-second part is... m-much stranger...
... I-I dreamed of myself in a place that was... well, it wasn't dark but it was dimmed, and full of other people, including my... f-former partner Benjamin - but he looked different, in many ways - and... a-and I was... injecting myself with needles, with some substance that made my perspective shift - I saw so many colours and heard so many sounds that didn't make sense - but it made me strangely happy except I wasn't, and I kept needing to go back and couldn't stop myself...
[There are no drugs in Luceti, so Robert is struggling to explain something that just doesn't happen.
He sobs slightly, because describing this is getting increasingly difficult.]
A-And... th-the last part...
I-it was like... Luceti Valley, but... violated because everybody was d-different...
I... I didn't know Rupert anymore... a-and... and I remember Donatello saying he did things that he never said or did, and he wasn't my b-brother... And... Vivi was my daughter...
...
I don't understand... [It's all so very terrifying...]
There w-were other things too, but... m-my memory isn't the greatest for these dreams.
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... At any rate. Allow me to... try to explain them...
... So far my dreams have been much of the same things, but with gradually-increasing amounts of detail. There's this... metallic city that features most prominently; it's enormous, easily several dozen times larger than Luceti Valley, and full of what looks like advanced technology... wiring and circuitry and tubing everywhere, but with organics like flowers and trees almost mixed in. It's... strangely beautiful, and I always get the strong feeling of... being there, or having been there, and needing to go back.
There was this particular building too, with an announcer that said "Welcome to the Randi Institute", and... a-and it was calling to me, and I felt like I was supposed to be in it... [Robert's voice hitches a little bit here. He's always wanted to feel like he belongs somewhere.]
... The... s-second part is... m-much stranger...
... I-I dreamed of myself in a place that was... well, it wasn't dark but it was dimmed, and full of other people, including my... f-former partner Benjamin - but he looked different, in many ways - and... a-and I was... injecting myself with needles, with some substance that made my perspective shift - I saw so many colours and heard so many sounds that didn't make sense - but it made me strangely happy except I wasn't, and I kept needing to go back and couldn't stop myself...
[There are no drugs in Luceti, so Robert is struggling to explain something that just doesn't happen.
He sobs slightly, because describing this is getting increasingly difficult.]
A-And... th-the last part...
I-it was like... Luceti Valley, but... violated because everybody was d-different...
I... I didn't know Rupert anymore... a-and... and I remember Donatello saying he did things that he never said or did, and he wasn't my b-brother... And... Vivi was my daughter...
...
I don't understand... [It's all so very terrifying...]
There w-were other things too, but... m-my memory isn't the greatest for these dreams.