*Josh wakes up quickly and takes quickly his battle rifle, he then sighs in relief, was just a dream . . . he rubs a hand along his face. . .trying to forget that horrible image. . .he then looks at his sword* "transmission: Josh. . .  cual es la informacion que tienes?" "Josh: Oh. . . parece que Goldelite ya paso por aqui señor" "Ya paso por ahi? oh esta ahi Josh" "Josh: Ya paso por aqui señor" "Muy bien, quiero que estes ahi mas horas, tal vez Gold se esa escondiendo ahi" "Josh: Si señor, lo mantendre al contacto" . . .