Gazing into Zack's bright eyes for the umpteenth time, Aerith noticed something slightly different about the glimmer of mako that glowed within those blue pools. He was certainly the Zack she remembers and loves but there was something off about those beautiful eyes, something strong enough to pry the girl from her pleasant memory. As the white of her dress became tainted with the hue of coral once more, the flower girl rose slowly.

"...A dream?" She asked as she glanced up towards the sky again. "That was a dream." With that look of recognition returning to her gentle eyes, Aerith glanced over towards the two others nearby.

"What happened? What happened just now?"