Paul didn't awaken. In his sleep he found himself surrounded by creatures of the darkness. Creatures of despair. He didn't feel Corona's presence with him, and because of this he felt weak. He felt hopeless. The monsters closed in on him. They were getting closer.
Soon, he knew they would pounce. That was when he heard a voice. Rae's voice. He knew he couldn't let himself be taken by the darkness now. And then the light appeared in his hand. Corona's Dreamsabre. The creatures pounced at that exact moment, but with incredible reflexes he blocked nearly every attack and made a swift counter against each creature.
He stood over his defeated enemies. None of them stood a chance against a weapon such as Corona's. He didn't know what had happened, but he felt superior to the darkness, at least until the floor around him crumbled and fell away, causing him to fall into the unending abyss below.
And then he awakened. Gasping for air as the color returned to his face.