Music: There Isn't Any.
Slow pan over the sea to a tiny island. The sea itself is sickly purple, the sky stained red with atmospheric dust from the major remodeling of the continents. The land itself is rocky and barren, with only a handful of trees.
Enter Cid.
Celes: How... how long have I been sleeping?
Cid: One year, as of today. I was starting to think you might be out for good.
Celes: A whole year... You've been taking care of me all this time?
Cid: Yes... And I must say, I'm a bit knackered... We're on a tiny, deserted island. After the world was torn apart, I awoke to find us here.
Celes: After the world was torn apart...? So, that wasn't just a dream... What about everyone else? ...Where's Locke?
Cid: I don't know. For all I know, this island could be the only part of the world that's still above water. Ever since that day, the world's been sliding deeper and deeper into ruin. Plants wither, and animals waste away. The other people who were here with us all gave up hope... One after the next, they flung themselves from the northern cliffs in despair...
In the SNES translation, which had to tiptoe around direct mentions of suicide thanks to Nintendo's censorship policies, Cid says that leaping off the cliff "Perked 'em right up!"
I think the bitterly ironic line works better, honestly.
Cid: Celes... Try not to take it so hard. We can still live our lives together in peace! You're the closest thing to family I have left in this world...
That'd be true even if you were complete strangers, though.
Celes: Or should I say... Granddad? Is it all right if I call you that?
Cid: Granddad, eh? Heh-heh... You're going to make an old man blush! All of a sudden I have a granddaughter! *hack*... *cough*...
Celes: Hee-hee! Granddad...
Cid: Ha-ha-ha... *hack*! *cough*!
Celes: You must be hungry, Granddad...
Cid: I... actually haven't had anything to eat since I fell ill three days ago.
Celes: What would you like?
Cid: Well, unless I ask for fish, I won't get anything! That's all there is here.
Celes: I'll go catch some.