Entering Alice's subconscious was like drowning in the Black Lake in February. Everything was dark and hostile. There was pressure from all sides that suffocated Harry, and he was scared ... so very, very scared. Untold dangers surrounded him, and all he wanted was to hide and to protect the precious golden spark that ... was somehow more important than anything else, even his own life. If he could save that spark from harm, everything he suffered was worth it. But Harry did not know the danger, did not understand how to defeat it, and he felt like drowning.