There are voices behind him, calling him. They want him to go back to them but he doesn't want to go back. He turns his head and sees two shapes. They are quite far away and blurred like everything else but they are moving towards him. He knows they will pick him up and he will like it, even if he struggles and pretends not to.
He has another dream. He is in his cot. He opens his eyes because there are voices nearby. He turns his head and can just see two tall forms, blurred and stripy through the bars. He looks up towards the ceiling and there are some tiny objects dangling there. He can't tell what they are but he likes them. They are