As soon as Rode heard that irritatingly familiar voice, he knew it was the Book of Knowledge.

Since its last slumber, it had been silent in the dreamscape for quite some time, so quiet that Rode almost missed its and the puppet's voices.

"Alright, for old times' sake, I won't hold it against you."

In the ancient Old Fortress, Rode found a spot by the fire and sat down. With a thought, he entered the dreamscape.