Charles walked through the landscape, immediately knowing that this was not a world of his own doing. He had dreams of dark, hidden places, but nothing like this -- this place was far too real for anything that he could have dreamed up. The smells were so vivid and strong. There were powerful feelings attached to this place.

He approached, noting the man sitting on the exam table. At that moment, Charles knew who the dream belonged to. Erik didn't even need to speak. Those moments walking through the man's mind and memories had given him the ability to recognize it.

"Erik," he said, stepping near the table. He offered his hand, but nothing more was said.