EXT. TATOOINE - DESERT - DAY (DREAMSCAPE)
On a vast, flat, wide-open desert plain, a figure attired in the garb of a Tusken Raider rides alone atop his bantha mount, the wind of the suns-scorched planet whipping his robes about him.
As he rides on, the incredible heat increases, and the bantha begins to pant heavily, it's already slow gait becoming positively sluggish. In moments, the heavy panting turns to harsh wheezing, and before the Tusken can prepare himself, his mount collapses, throwing him off violently.
The Sand Person lands face-first on the sand, but is unharmed. Groaning, he pushes himself up and rises back to his feet. As he turns to face his fallen bantha, he watches as it suddenly dries up -- mummifying instantly -- before crumbling to dust. Sighing despondently, the Raider turns away from where his dead mount was and continues on his way.
As the Tusken makes his way along the sand, he, too, begins to pant harshly, the unholy heat of his environment penetrating his protective coverings and seeping through into his body underneath.
FEMALE VOICE: (O.C.) You have reached the end of your journey, weary traveller. Discard your robes.
TUSKEN: (confused) What?
FEMALE VOICE: (O.C.) Discard your robes.
TUSKEN: What!? No! If I do that, I'll die!
FEMALE VOICE: No, you won't. You will be protected. (beat) Discard your robes.
Reluctantly, the Sand Person decides to obey the disembodied voice. He strips off his robes, unravels his head coverings, and removes his protective goggles and filter mask, revealing that he is actually Anakin underneath. Immediately, his skin begins to smoulder under the furnace heat surrounding him.
ANAKIN: (in pain) Oh, God! The heat! The heat! It's burning me! It's burning me!
FEMALE VOICE: (O.S.) Have faith -- you will be delivered.
With those words, Anakin's surroundings begin to change. From out of nowhere, blood-red clouds begin to fill the clear sky of Tatooine, blocking out the suns for the first time in uncounted eons. The heavy red clouds then release their burden, and a torrential rain of blood begins to fall from the overcast sky, hitting the thirsty sands of Tatooine with the force of liquid bullets. As each drop of blood is eagrely absorbed into the arid earth, red vegetation sprouts from where they fell, growing and spreading rapidly with unbridled ferocity. As the vegetation spreads across the face of the desert, the rains comes to an end, leaving the once-desolate landscape transformed into a vibrant red rainforest.
ANAKIN: (astonished) What?
FEMALE VOICE: (O.S.) Turn around, dear one.
Hearing the voice immediately behind him, Anakin spins around. There, standing before him, is a woman; tall with bronze skin, she is attired in only the scantest of translucent garments, her entire face concealed behind a veil. Behind her, towering over them both like a dark god from a lost age, is an immense pyramid of black basalt.
BRONZE PRIESTESS: (gestures for him to follow) Come. Follow me inside.
Turning around, she walks into the pyramid's open entrance and vanishes from sight, merging with the black edifice's ebon interior. With hesitation and fear, but also too much curiosity, Anakin follows after her into the towering pyramid.
INT. PYRAMID/ENTRANCE TUNNEL - DAY (DREAMSCAPE)
Cautiously, Anakin makes his way through the tight tunnel. Though the tunnel is pitch black, there is a bright white light waiting for him at the end.
INT. PYRAMID/WHITE ROOM - DAY (DREAMSCAPE)
Anakin enters the room at the end of the tunnel, and finds it filled with a blinding, sourceless white light. In the centre of the room, standing on end before the mysterious bronze-skinned woman -- is a sarcophagus carved elaborately out of semi-luminescent pearlwood.
BRONZE PRIESTESS: (turns to Anakin) Open it.
ANAKIN: Excuse me?
BRONZE PRIESTESS: (a hint of anger in her voice) Open it.
Shrugging, Anakin steps forward, passing her and walking up to the sarcophagus. Reaching forward, he grasps the lid of the sarcophagus and, with visible strain, pulls it away. Inching the lid away from the rest of the sarcophagus, he pushes it forward, allowing it to fall to the floor away from him, then turns to regard the contents of the sarcophagus.
Though centuries dead, the desiccated corpse within the sarcophagus is unmistakably Anakin's.
Recoiling in horror, Anakin spins around to face the strange woman who led him into this place. Lunging forward, he grabs hold of her veil and pulls it off; there, her eyes glowing a preternatural yellow and her black lips spread wide in a hideous rictus grin, is the face of Nashira.
ANAKIN: Nashira!
BRONZE PRIESTESS: Hello, lover.
Lunging forward, this horrifically beautiful woman with Nashira's face grabs Anakin by his. Pulling him to her, she opens her mouth and a long, teal-black tongue covered in tiny razor-sharp teeth darts out. Bringing her tongue upward, she licks him across the face, splitting the flesh of it wide open.
INT. DANIA VII - BUNKER 13/LEVEL 9/ANAKIN & NASHIRA'S QUARTERS/MAIN ROOM - EVENING
Anakin wakes up on the sofa to find Nashira sitting over him, her lips pressed down over his in a kiss. Horrified, he shoots upright in bed, pushing her violently away from him. She falls backward onto the floor, landing hard on her backside.
NASHIRA: (angry) What did you do that for?
Anakin can't answer. All he can do is stare at her, breathing heavily with fear from the terrifying nightmare he just experienced.