"You don't recognize me kid?"
(As Kahn checked him out and tried to clear the fog, it came to him. The black vest, large blaster, scruffy upkeep...)
"Ya, you got it kid, you're pretty bright."
(He steps back, and gestures at the large white void.)
"I'm Han Solo, and welcome to your dream!"
(He loooks around.)
"Kinda dull in here. Wanna go somewhere else?"

Kahn became instantly alert (or as alert as he could be in a dream). He wondered if it would be better just to stay in this place until he woke up...but he had to face whatever was to come sometime or another, and there was no time like the present.

"Sure, why not."

"You're probably wondering... why Han Solo?"
(He smiles and begins to walk.)
"You're gonna be even more confused when 'he' shows up."
(He laughs a little bit and Kahn notices that the white wall of his dream fades ahead and the forests of his youth appear, a familar visage of a calm, Naboo afternoon.)
"Little trip through history kid. You up for it?"

Kahn nodded, and felt for his lightsaber, just in case. But it was gone. They continued walking.

"Who's 'he'?"

"The antagonist. I'm your guide... he's the part thats going to confront you with crap."
(He stops and kneels down.)
"Shhhh... here they come."
(The sound of laughing and playing children approaches from the wood. The small boys run out and stop.)

Kahn knelt down as well. He was betting that this 'he' was Ahnk, and was in no hurry to meet up with him again...even if this was just a dream. He looked curiously at the children, though he remained silent.

"Isn't that cute? The children of Naboo... did you know that none of these children, despite the force being strong in their family, became Jedi?"
(He shook his head.)
"They had the perfect oppurtunity... here, lets walk again, lets go to the swamps now and see someone you know... someone who would have become a Jedi."
(He stood and began walking.)
"But instead grew a heart of evil."

Kahn sighed, but got up and followed Han.

"Why do I get the feeling this isn't going to be a pleasant dream?"

"See, you are a smart kid."
(He laughed and turned to face him.)
"It's what you make of it. Think of this as an intervention... if you play it right, you win. If you resist and deny, things are gonna get heavy."
(He pitched his foot on a log and looked forward.)
"Do you recognize that guy?"

Kahn looked forward as well and saw a figure.

"No, can't say that I do."

Kahn noticed something familiar, but he couldn't place it.