Sugar Johansen, meanwhile, is clad all in black. Oh, and he's walking, too. You see, he's slipped into Skye's dream for "a visit." Skye's bedroom has morphed into a soundstage bordered with a low railing and encircled by a scrim painted to evoke a blazing sunset. Skye's expensive sleigh bed sits incongruously at the center of the stage, but, you know, it's a "dream" and everything. A low fog of dry ice streams across the floor while Sugar Johansen makes like a meth-head Fred Astaire, deliriously twirling Skye around and dipping her. Incredulous, she asks him if he means to tell her he can invade her dreams. He goes one step further, telling her, "I can alter your dreams." He spins her around a bit more before she attempts to break away from him. He grips her hips firmly and pulls her body back into his, crooning with his lips pressed to her ear, "And I can kill you in your dreams." A true romantic, I see. He dances her over to the railing to ask, "Did you know that if you die in your dreams, you die in real life?" He dips her backwards over the railing, and we get her POV of a Deco facade dropping fifty or more floors down from the railing to a street far below. She wails, "Please don't hurt me!" then gapes at him in horror when she realizes he joined her word-for-word in his own mocking tone of voice. He swings her around again, sneering, "You rejected me, and now you gotta pay." Sigh. If she had only worn that fake wedding ring to work that evening. "Please! I'll do anything!" they both howl, she desperate and he, well, psychotic, really. "Sweet dreams," he coos, and then pushes her with one hand. Skye topples over the railing, screaming, and drops into the urban canyon below. Lightning flares as Sugar Johansen turns back from the edge to shriek giddily along with her, and the two howl all of us into the opening credits.