True pain and suffering he brought to them all,
Away were the children to hide in their beds,
For fear that the Devil would chop off their heads"
*Time meant nothing anymore. For everything took time, and time took an infinity to run out.
Something happened to the man that the galaxy once knew as Snack. Something that even Snack himself had a hard time to explain. It all started on Naboo, where he was leading an attack on the Jedi. He got blind-sided by something alien, knocking him off balance and into a thicket of shrubs. The thing was invisible, and the moment in came into contact with Snack, it rendered him invisible as well. Perhaps it was some Force magic, or something to do with the Force. Whatever it was, the Sith never had experienced anything like it before.
In the shadows it kept him: taunting, toying, and even teaching him some new tricks. Why this essence was doing this to him, Snack had no idea. And almost as randomly as it had selected the Elder Lord, it dropped him off, back on Naboo.
On a different part of the planet. One that was not populated. How much time had pasted? Weeks? Months? Years? It felt like an eternity, being trapped in that dream world with the shadow at his back and in his mind. It was almost like looking with new eyes upon the new surroundings of Naboo. At first they strained and caused pain as they adjusted to the light. But that passed.
Through the Force, there were no signs of conflict on Naboo. No war being raged -- nothing. How much time had passed?
When his eyes could focus once more, he searched around. Nothing looked familiar. But he was. He remained the same person he did before this incident. At least he thought so.
He tried to walk, but found that his legs were weak. So he decided to sit down in the grassy field. Someone had to be out there that he use to know. Reaching out with the Force, Snack stretched across the galaxy....
And found Zeta's presence.*
Zeta.... I've returned... search me out.... My Apprentice.