[As he does, like before the memory expands and takes over, this time it's in the middle of a vast rainforest during the night, and it's far too quiet for one.

The reason soon becomes clear as the silence was shattered by piercing giggles that came from a thousand different directions at once, overlapping as figures start pulling themselves out of the very trees.

Harlock is surrounded from all sides by countless green, humanoid beings who stared him down, inching closer. He's leaning - no, not against a tree - it wouldn't make sense given what he just seen, but his back is definitely pressed against something, as the tension builds - like the last memory there's some blurs and static-like effect happening on the edges.]