Eye of an X

(Day 6 of Perfectworldshipping week 2024- AU)

In his dreams he's back at the lab he inherited. He's in his old Team Flare outfit before he had taken on the role of regional professor. There's someone with him, in front of him. No facial features and face generally a bit blank. Yet it feels welcoming. Blue button up shift and lab coat perfectly falling down the body. It leans on the desk on the third floor that nobody had used yet. They were all told to leave the third floor alone.

There was something more to this. There had to be. Everything was connected...but how?