In Aang's dreams, the Avatars turn to each other and complain.
"Never happened in my day," Avatar Roku mutters.
Avatar Kyoshi snaps out one of her fans to its full spread and sulks behind it.
"But one of you must know about it!" Aang rages at them.
They glance at each other, hundreds upon hundreds upon hundreds of them, then look back to him, and slowly fade away, hands spread in resignation.
"I don't know what to do!"
His voice cracks, and he wakes gasping for air.
He can feel the dryness in the air, the countdown to Sozin's comet.
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