I was in a dark place, it felt like a void. I didn't know if I was moving forward, backwards, falling, rising, or moving at all. Then, an ear piercing scream cut through my brain. I clapped my hands over my ears hopeful to save them from the scream. But, in vain, my legs buckled under me, and I fell, still cupping my ears from the pain. Then, it stopped. I looked up, and around. I didn't recognize the place at first, it was dark, only lit by a flashlight that rested on a wooden table. The walls were made from cement, and had red on them, for some reason, it made me sick. Then, I remembered, it was a basement, the red on the walls, were blood. Then, someone was in front of the table, holding a knife. I tried to scream, or yell, but a gag was pushed in my mouth, and when I tried to move, my hands and feet were tied together. The person wore what a murderer would, all black with a mask, and dark glasses. I could only struggle, hoping to get free, as he slowly approached me, enjoying every drop of my fear. Then, as I felt it was no use anymore, he reached for me, but didn't touch me. Instead, his hand went to someone else, I watched as he pulled someone else. Another girl, probably 16 years old, he roughly dragged her by her brown hair, and sat her down in front of me. She looked weak to struggle. He cut the gag from her mouth, and in a weak ghostly voice, she said, "Please... help me..." Almost like she knew me. "Sakura..." and he cut her throat. My throat went sore from the muffled screams as I saw blood gash out of her cold shell, and tears pricked my eyes. Then my eyes flew open, and I shot up. My cheeks were damp from tears. ("That dream again.") I thought leaning back on my headboard. Then, I heard muffled voices, that made my spine straightened. I was still for a few minutes, straining my ears to hear the voices again. I silently got out of bed, and took my bow from the wall, knocking an arrow on the string. My door was cracked, but I remember closing it before going to bed. I pushed it open with my foot, and silently approached the male voices coming from my kitchen. "What were you thinking!?" Someone hissed. "I'm doing what we're supposed to do! Protect her!" someone else sniped back. "You gave her your name!" the first one said. "And you didn't! Don't lie, we know you've been getting close to her!" the second one snapped. "Hey! Calm down! She's a sensitive sleeper!" a third warned. I pulled on the string more. Then they stopped, the sudden silence made me stiff. Then I felt someone behind he, I quickly turned around, and sent the arrow flying. The figure easily dogged it, and approach me, I loaded another and fired, but he pushed it away with ease. Then he grabbed my bow, I twisted it around and kicked his leg making him kneel, and yank it out of his hands. But as my eyes adjusted to the dark, they widened, this person, had claws! I dropped my bow, then I felt someone grab me from behind, "Stop moving!" he hissed. I ducked slightly and tossed him over my head. And pinned an arrow through his sleeve, not touching his flesh. Then, I felt someone coming from behind me, with oddly unnatural speed. Fortunately, I was faster, and shot an arrow grazing his ear, and knocked another one, and touched it to his forehead. "You take one more step, I will shoot." I warned. Then, in the moonlight, I couldn't believe my eyes. "Atsushi!"