one day, you will understand. but that day is not today.

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Who: Siren's Port
When: The night of Thursday, October 20th into the morning of Friday, October 21st.
Where: In the mind, in the dreams, in the unconscious of the sleepers.
Summary: The final night.
Warnings: These dreams may be considered not safe for work, with violence, gore, death, underlying sexual themes and other mentions of graphic nature.

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[silverlunettes]

[Reim awakens with a start, his eyes shooting open to stare at the familiar ceiling, yet blurred and seemingly bare. First there's nightmares all week, and now this, a mutation of one of his own. Reim sighed and sat up, reaching for his glasses, settling on the side table next to him. Once they were on, he left his room, immediately greeted by his dog, sitting outside. Concerned, no doubt.]

[break_xerxes]

[Your startled wakening does not go unnoticed, Reim, for the pale man laying sleeplessly in the bed across the hall from you has been awake for some time. Dressed in a long off white nightgown with matching bed hat, holding a candle just inside the doorway to his room.]

...Reim?

[He's heard you gasping and whining all night long, he's been having his own nightmares too lately.]

Can't sleep?

[silverlunettes]

[Reim jerks up to look at him, the surprise clear on his face.]

Ah- [The surprise drains to a rather saddened frown.] No, I can't. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you.

[break_xerxes]

[The surprise couldn't be seen, but Break knew Reim well enough to know he'd look startled.]

You didn't wake me ... I ... had a rather disturbing dream.

[His free hand came feeling out infront of him, for Reim.]

[silverlunettes]

[Hand meets hand rather quickly. Break can probably tell that Reim is shaking just a little. Still thinking of the dream in the back of his mind.]

... do you want to talk about it?

[break_xerxes]

[Yes, yes Break could feel the slight tremble in Reim's hand. He held on tight and offered a small and alight smile.]

Yes. Perhaps over some warm milk? We'll sit and talk, I don't much feel like falling back asleep... not just yet anyway.

[silverlunettes]

Yes, of course.

[Reim makes his way down the hall and into the kitchen, his hand tight of Break's, as if he's afraid to lose him.]

[break_xerxes]

[Break also was holding on tight. The nightmare had been enough to shake him up, but before he told Reim anything, he wanted to know what Reim had been dreaming off too.]

Is... is this the first time you've experienced such a restless night, Reim?

[silverlunettes]

I've been having nightmares all week but... n-nothing like that.

[This one was personal. Reim goes into the kitchen and flicks on the light. Tea. He needs tea.]

[break_xerxes]

It was... a personal nightmare, wasn't it Reim?

[Because Break can't help but feel that there was a slim chance they had shared the same dream.]

I.. I can't really make anything out anymore, faces and written words are a loss on me, but basic shapes and objects I can more or less see their shadows... so when I dream, its the only time I feel my eyes are any use. The things I saw... so vivid, Reim... tell me what you saw?

[Break knows his way around the kitchen so he can at least help a little with fetching things for the tea.]

[silverlunettes]

I...

[Reim hesitates for a moment, his hands tightening on the just retrieved tea pot as he stares down at it.]

... there was a chain... a Baskerville chain, and she was... Lily was...