Gio went to his office to rest. Wit a significantly lightened work load it was a well earned nap. As he laid his head down and drifted he was pretty much dragged into a dream. Everything around him was on fire, the sky was black with thick clouds of smoke, ashes fell like snow. He started running through the fire, through the seemingly endless burning forest. Trees were crumbling and threatening to crush him as they fell indiscriminately. The piles of ashes got deeper and deeper, the firers hotter and hotter. He tried to jump but it didn’t work. He tried to shunpo but it didn’t work. He tried Kido, it didn’t work. He reached for his zanakuto, but it wasn’t there. At this point he couldn’t even move, so when the burning tree came falling down on him there wasn’t anything he could do. 

He woke up at his desk, angrily. So much for a decent nap. He let out a yawn and rubbed his eyes. “what kind of nightmare was that?” it almost made him want to go cut down a tree for falling on him in his dreams but that seemed a bit much. As soon as he stepped out of his office he knew something was up. He closed his eyes to focus his senses, all signs pointed to squad 11. He wouldn’t be surprised if that was why he couldn’t sleep. But when you cant sleep you can always eat. And there was bound to be some food left.