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Even though Mizuki was troubled sleep came easy to him, but just because it did come easy that didnt mean that they would be peacefull or grand. This was prooven right as his dreams seemed to add more to the message. Screams, fire and blood filled his dreams and the center of which was Alton and himself.

Waking up with a start Mizuki sat there with sweat covering his forehead and a hand gripped holding his chest. "What the..." He spoke softly to himself before his free hand reached up and brushed back loose grey white bangs from his eyes and face.

What was he suppose to think? First it was the figure now the dream? Something was ment for the ment across from him and Mizuki was the key to his story but how he did not know. Moving he got out of bed and on wobbely legs headed for the back door he needed fresh air.