[OOC: See his nightmare description
here to understand what he saw.]
[It's been a while since any of you have seen Kaiba in person. He's been locked into the arcade office this entire past week, finishing up his holograms. Now he's dropped the LP as he's stumbling out of the arcade. It's obvious he doesn't know it's on. He looks back at the arcade, panting and wide eyed.
Abruptly he winces, looking at his hand before clenching it into a fist around his card locket. He breathes heavily, keeping his eyes closed for a moment. It was okay. Mokuba wasn't here. He was safe. He had to believe that.
Kaiba's eyes open again and he looks down, finally noticing the LP is recording. He scowls and turns his head away, his expression forcibly smoothed into a calm mask. He takes another minute to compose himself before the LP is picked up.]
It's as good a time as any. The arcade is closed until further notice. [The feed cuts. Up to the mountains he goes!]