The female Villager's dream takes place in a waterlogged castle on a stormy day. Once Nier and Grimoire Weiss head north from the villager's cell, the player will only have eight (8) turns to find the exit before the interior is completely flooded, drowning all three and receiving a Game Over message. (This behavior is not illustrated in this article.)
Upon escaping the dream, the villager removes her hood, and will remain that way for the rest of the game.
Transcript
I breathe air scented with death and resist the urge to
laugh, for I know it will sound like the words of a madman.
How long have I been in this fresh hell?
My box, my prison, is tucked under a stairway in the
long-unused catacombs of some infinite castle. Outside, I
hear the sounds of a funeral dirge that seems without end.
Light has no place here. Wind is a forgotten friend. I pray
for Death to come, but He forsakes me. Time passes. An
eternity slips by in the single tick of the clock.
Someone knocks on my prison!
"Hey! Anyone there!?" I hear an unfamiliar voice say.
My savior! I claw at the door of my jail, embedding thick
splinters under my ragged nails. I scream for help; I laugh;
I sob. Surely this is a product of my addled mind! Surely it
cannot be true!
"Help me!" I cry. "For the love of all the gods, help me!"
Impossibly, I hear the sound of a lock being torn out and
falling to the floor. As the door slowly creaks open, I have
just enough time to see a silver-haired man and a floating
book before the light pours inside. My eyes, accustomed to
blackness, explode with pain, and I am forced to turn away.
"Who are you?" I ask, shaking hands covering my face.
"How have you come to this place?"
"I am Grimoire Weiss. This is Nier. Long have we been
searching for you. Now come. Stand. We shall awaken from
this nightmare together."
The one known as Nier extends his massive hand and pulls
me from the cell. Though my eyes are slow to adjust to
freedom, my ears are as keen as ever, and they recognize
the staccato sounds of heavy rain.
"I never thought to hear the rain again," I whisper.
"Would that this were not such a terrible storm," said
Grimoire Weiss. "Look at your feet."
I force my eyes open and see water pooling around my feet
and lapping at my shins.
"There's so much of it..."
"Yes, and more comes each moment we delay. If we do not
make good our escape, we shall all drown in this castle. We
know that you are weak, but you are our only hope to
survive this place."
Time, that long-forgotten friend, made itself known again. I
nodded my head and swore to save my rescuers, no matter
the cost.
The castle catacombs are a maze, twisting upon themselves
like the endless entrails of a giant.
I squint down the dim corridors...
...and proceed north.