The Intersection of Dreams and Science

A Consultation at the University Hospital

On the first Saturday morning of the month, psychiatrist Masato Matsuda sat across from an 18-year-old musical prodigy, Akira Moroboshi.

“Doctor, I’ve been having extremely vivid dreams recently,” Akira began nervously.

“In these dreams, I’m in a completely different world, and I’m called ‘Apollo.’”

Masato furrowed his brow, intrigued. “That’s fascinating. Can you describe the dreams in more detail?”

“The sky feels endless, with stars so close I could almost touch them. There’s music in the air—it flows like the wind, and everything feels perfectly harmonious.”

Listening to Akira’s description, Masato was struck by the vividness of the imagery.

“Have these dreams influenced your music in any way?” he asked.

Akira hesitated before responding. “Yes. Recently, melodies I hear in my dreams come to me in real life. They’ve become some of the most innovative pieces I’ve ever composed.”

Masato considered this and spoke thoughtfully.

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“This warrants further investigation. Let’s try using a memory recreation device to explore these dreams more deeply.”

Preparing at RIKEN

A few days later, at RIKEN, Masato and his childhood friend Satoshi Koizumi worked together to set up the experiment for Akira’s dream recreation.

“Akira, this is a memory recreation device,” Satoshi explained, gesturing to the machine.

“It analyzes your brainwaves and converts them into visual output. However, it’s not perfect—it can only recreate fragments of the images. Still, it might give us valuable insights into your dreams.”

Akira nodded nervously. “Please, go ahead.”

Recreating the Dream and an Unseen Threat

The experiment began, and the monitor flickered to life, displaying the scenery of a vast otherworldly landscape. The stars glimmered brightly, galaxies slowly spun across the sky, and at the center stood a massive temple-like structure.

Satoshi gasped.

“This… is the world you saw in your dream?”

Akira nodded.

“Yes. This is exactly it. And in this place, they called me ‘Apollo.’”

Masato examined the data, murmuring,

“The level of clarity in this imagery is astonishing… But we still don’t know what’s happening here.”

Suddenly, the monitor went black, and an alarm blared from the device.

“What’s going on…?”

Satoshi quickly checked the console.

“We’re under external access! This is… a hacking attempt!”

On the screen, logs of unauthorized access and the system’s rapid collapse appeared.

Masato’s voice was sharp.

“Why now? Why during this experiment?”

Despite Satoshi’s frantic attempts to secure the system, the machine ground to a halt, emitting smoke before shutting down completely.

Fragments of Data Remain

In the tense silence that followed, Masato inspected the storage unit and discovered that a small portion of the data had been saved.

“Satoshi, some of the records are intact… But this timing—it’s too convenient to be a coincidence.”

Satoshi leaned over to examine the files and nodded grimly.

“Someone deliberately sabotaged this. It’s clear they wanted to stop us from uncovering something.”

Masato exhaled deeply and displayed the fragmented dream data on the monitor.

“We need to analyze this further. The dream might not just be a product of imagination—it could be something much more significant.”

New Questions and the Next Steps

That night, Masato and Satoshi reviewed the saved data. The visuals showed rotating galaxies, the temple-like structure, and indistinct sounds that resembled fragmented speech.

“How are we supposed to interpret this…?” Satoshi muttered, staring at the screen.

Masato replied quietly.

“One thing is certain: someone wants to prevent us from understanding this. There might be something far greater hidden behind Akira’s dreams.”