Yen Sid noted the unexpected arrival of the fourth person. Fate is indeed fortunate. It appears there is a fourth wielder that has arrived. The aged (and apparently dead) Keyblade Master waved his hand at the door, causing it to open, much to the surprise of the person on the other side of the door. "Ah, it appears that the fourth and final Keyblade Wielder has arrived. Please, come in." Yen Sid said, without turning. It sounded as if he'd expected Redmond to appear. Yen Sid then mentally repeated his tale to Redmond, the voice in his head not being heard by the other three, who had already heard it.

Redmond slowly entered into the room, confused on what was happening. The voice inside his head was strong, scary, and confusing. It went fast, and explained lots of things. So many things, Redmond barely understood any of it. "I... I have a question here." Redmond asked, walking in further and looking only at Yen Sid. "Is this a dream? Did I die? I... heard... I think you said... I'm not sure... but, a lot of things. I'm confused, what are we doing here? Keyblades? Kingdom Hearts? This... isn't making any sense." he said, looking up at the tall and powerful figure. Dead, figure. he thought to himself.

Redmond turned around, and saw Makoto. Redmond's eyes grew wide, before he closed them and attempted to wipe away the dream. "You..." he said, looking at him in shock. "You! Makoto!" Redmond started yelling, pointing a finger and hurrying over to him, threatening to grab his shirt and hit him square across the face. "Makoto! What is going on! Where are we? What is going on exactly? I followed you, and now I'm here! What happened back at Twilight Town?" he asked, fuming with an uncontrollable rage. Then he thought of Akemi. "Is Akemi safe?" he asked, worry in his eyes. "Is she safe!" he then yelled, turning to ask Yen Sid.

Redmond's rage soon subsided, and turned into fear, as he stepped backwards uncontrollably, grasping his head. "Akemi." he whispered to himself. No no no no... how do I protect her now? She's sick, and can't protect herself. What if the monsters break into the house and hurt her? Will she run, or try and fight? What if something's already happened to her? he thought, stepping backwards into the wall, slamming into it without noticing. What if she's dead.