Maxwell: I'm going to bed.
Maxwell gets off his chair and makes his way to his dorm room. He then jumps on to his bed and drifts off to sleep. Maxwell then starts to dream.
Maxwell sees the strange boy standing in the road, with his ever faithful duel spirit compaion, Junk, as the ground begins to crack and shake as a large black, humaniod shape come from it.
Boy: NO! NOT YOU! IT CAN'T BE!
Black Humaniod: I rise to claim what is mine...Master-
Maxwell wakes up, boiling warm.
Maxwell: (Those dreams...They're too much.)