Congratulations, you have been bestowed with the powers of flight! You are high above New Moore, practically up in the clouds. Who knows? Maybe the barrier doesn't exist in this dream. Maybe you could fly right out of here, all around the world, even back to your own world if you want. The possibilities are limitless when you're with the heir of breath.

John zooms in front of you and stops short, grinning like a maniac. "You're getting the hang of it," he enthuses — and then shoots a gust of air in your face because he is also a tremendous asshole.