As Strange isn't the one actually dreaming this, he's spared some of the trauma. But he still feels the panic, the horror, the feeling that down there below them, hundreds of voices have just been silenced.

And then they are in the snow again and Crozier is clinging to him. Strange desperately tries to push down the panic in his voice, trying to keep himself as calm as he can. God, he thought this would have been easier!

"You are in control," Strange repeats, letting Crozier still hold onto him. "This is your dream crafted by your magic. If you make your presence known and exert enough willpower, you can guide the dream to go where you want it."