[What is wrong with that cat? Cats are supposed to have stubby little ears and really long tails.... what was wrong with the cats in all of these peoples worlds?]

Not a dream. A memory. [Light's hand moves up to her chest.] I know it's a memory. I could use magic in the memory, and when I went to the gym yesterday, I confirmed it. [Poor basketball.] I also remembered names and faces of my friends... the only thing that doesn't make sense is that there's something missing that should have come along with those memories. Something I came here without.