She awoke with a start to the sound of someone calling her name. Looking toward the foot of her bed, Braeden saw an indistinct figure which resembled...no, it couldn't be! "Master Qui-Gon?" she whispered. "Yes, Braeden." "But. . . but, how?" she stammered. "Through the connection you made with Octavia." "Oh, Master, I have so many questions, I don't know where to begin." "And I will answer all of them, but Octavia needs your help. She and Medenna went to Gaosheeda and have been taken prisoner. I can no longer feel her presence in the Force. You must go to Skywalker and tell him this." "At once, Master." "When all this is settled, we will answer your questions. Thank you for your help, Braeden," and he disappeared. She grabbed her robe and headed to Master Skywalker's quarters.
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