The Dark Rival

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Qui-Gon Jinn woke with a start. As always, he knew exactly where he was as soon as he awakened. Dreams never hung on him, clouding his mind.

Even a nightmare had only served to sharpen his senses. The room was dark, but he could make out the edges of the window in the darkness. Dawn was near. He could hear Obi-Wan Kenobi’s quiet breathing on the sleep-couch next to him.

They were quartered in the guest chamber of the Bandomeer governor’s official residence. He had come to the planet on a routine mission that had suddenly turned non-routine, all because of a single line written on a piece of paper.

The message had brought the nightmare. He’d had the same one for three nights running.

Qui-Gon’s hand fell on his lightsaber, placed so that it was in easy reach in case of intruders. Within the blink of an eye, he would be standing, ready to fight.

But how could one fight a dream?

K-7, Core 5. What could the words and numbers mean? K-7 could be a charted but uninhabited planet, or a star system. But why did he have such a sensation of being trapped? Who had said, “I can do it”? And why did he rage against the words, why did he feel helpless despair as he heard them?

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