Sleep was Edge's best friend. Well, it used to be. After working long hours, being able to drift off into the dream world was his paradise. He was always alone. A prodigy. He was a genius. But that was all a lie. Edge may have been a human in this body, but he was still a hydra at heart. Maybe he wasn't a prodigy, but had reserves of knowledge he could tap into? At any rate, learning that everything he had thought he was was a lie had broken him. 

Though he had drifted into a slumber, Edge heard Path's voice washing over him. He remembered when they had first met. Path hated him. And with good reason, too. Edge was being attacked by one of the mutant spiders. Above all else, he didn't want to die! But he began to wonder what would have happened if he had been killed. Would he have been reborn in front of the dragon? What would his fate have been? 

Edge began to drift out of slumber. He hated the feeling of waking from a dream. More then anything! However, his eyes widened when he saw Path. "What?? Room S?!?" Suddenly, the scientist sprang into action, putting his mate's arm over his shoulder. "Ah! Is this for real??" There were so many emotions were swirling in his body, he was numb.