I don't know if it has a name. It looked a little like a whale, but bigger than anything in Earth's oceans. There were a few of them that we saw before we made it onto this one. It generates its own atmosphere, somehow. It's its own ecosystem. We were lucky to find it...

[But the light in the sky is flaring, and Keith tightens his hold on Shiro.]

Brace yourself. This part is weird.

[And then it happens. The dreamscape presents it in a rapid fire style, a strange flash back through time -- to Krolia's arrival and crash on Earth, Keith's parents meeting, bits and pieces of the family he never had the chance to remember, the arrival of the Galra scouting party, Krolia's departure, his father's death, a small boy holding back tears alone by a gravestone. It's all the pieces of his history they he never could have known if not for the visions the Abyss dragged Krolia and him through.

And then, in foggier, stranger images flashes that Keith hadn't understood at the time. Shiro's voice not sounding like Shiro's voice, eerie glowing light, a sword in dangerous violet-red light. At the time he couldn't recognize it, but now he knows it was pieces of what was waiting for him on that facility where he and the other Shiro had their final confrontation.

The light fades and takes the flashes of past and present with him, and Keith is gripping tightly to Shiro, like he's incapable of letting go.]