by Seethe347 » Fri Feb 13, 2004 5:08 am
It was agreed that the group would sit watches again. With that, Kilisha found an empty bunk and went to sleep. She soon found herself entering a dream, but it quickly revealed itself to be a rather unpleasant one.
The dream began with only darkness. Kilisha could feel her own body, but it seemed to be floating in a void. There was no light. There was no sound but the beating of her own heart.
Then, she began to feel a dull pain in her head. Slowly, the eyes of her dream self opened and she found herself in a dimly candle lit cavern. Occasional droplets of water fell from stalactites on the ceiling. Beneath her, she could now feel a cold stone floor. She could not see the floor, as her face was turned straight up towards the ceiling, her eyes fixed on the end of a stalactite several feet directly above her.
After a moment, Lisha tried to sit up. She had, until now, felt a chilling feeling of fear in the pit of her stomach. But as soon as she moved, that feeling exploded into a sudden panic. She didn't know why, but she let out a terrified scream, then curled up into a ball and began to cry softly.
Suddenly, she heard a voice chanting. The voice was harsh and rasping, and spoke words that she did not understand. She knew what language it was speaking, though. For many years, words of this language had been the only ones she had heard, although she had not heard them enough to learn them. They were the words of the demonic tongue.
That was when Kilisha woke up. At the very least, her awakening had been timed well. Her turn to watch was just beginning, and that saved the person before her from having to wake her up.
As she sat her watch, she couldn't stop thinking about the dream. It bothered her. She didn't know why it bothered her, as she had dreamt far worse nightmares, and had been put through things in her waking life that were worse yet. Still, it bothered her.
Kilisha had wound up with the last watch again, so when it was over, it was time for the group to set out.