I'm standing unclothed in a bright, white space. There is strength to me, a power of will. Yet I can feel an impending sense of change growing, electrifying my skin. The hairs of my arms begin to stand on end, I feel my scalp begin to prickle. I watch as the color of the space I am in starts to change, first growing dimmer then swirling in color from white to blue then red finally to an almost twilight purple. I feel the power in me shift. I bow my head, and clench my fists. Closing my eyes, I roll my shoulders as the incessant itch...