AN:
Hello! Welcome to my first full length story!
The timing here is a little weird (actually the whole premise of this story is a little weird, but if you can suspend your disbelief I hope you'll enjoy it). It takes place between the KC Grand Prix and Memory World, but several years have passed since the Grand Prix. The gang are now about 20 years old and in university (or college or whatever you want to call it).
Memories and thoughts will be italicized. When Yugi and Yami are having a conversation Yami's thoughts will be bolded.
Now, on with the show!
Prologue
Red.
It ran in rivers all around her. As far as she could see, coating her torso and arms was red. Her normally golden Eye of Horus necklace lay in copper pieces around her. She knew she was surrounded in death, and that soon she would make the journey to the afterlife as well. And yet, her greatest pain of all were the brilliant crimson eyes floating above her that spoke of agony and loneliness.
Alex shot upright. For a minute she just sat gasping, thinking about the dream. It was a dream she'd had before, one that was constantly ripping her from sleep and leaving her drenched in sweat. What the hell does it mean? she wondered. She gently touched the Eye of Horus necklace she wore around her neck. It was a small, thin piece of real gold on a delicate chain. It had caught her eye while on a family vacation to Egypt and her parents bought it for her as a birthday present. She never took it off. It was the only thing of her parents that she had left.
Deciding to try and shake it off as just a bad dream, she turned to look at her alarm clock and groaned with frustration. It was only five freaking am and she didn't have class for hours. Looking back at her pillow she debated the possibility of being able to fall back onto it and go to sleep, but decided it was unlikely with the dream on her mind.
Well I guess I might as well get started with the day, Alex thought to herself as she pulled herself out of bed. As she got dressed in her favourite jogging outfit and made her way out of her apartment, she was drawn back into thoughts about the dream again.
It has to mean something, she thought as she ran. Sure strange dreams are normal, even having the same strange dream a few times probably wouldn't have bothered Alex. What nagged at her was that she'd had this dream multiple times for years. It started when she was around fourteen. She would have the dream maybe once every few months. Now though, she was in college and at the age of twenty she was reliving it nearly every other night.
Suddenly the hairs on the back of her neck prickled. Alex slowed down, trying to pinpoint the source of her unease. But looking around in the dark of the predawn, nothing seemed amiss. Most of the stores were closed and the streets around campus were empty except for a handful of other joggers in the distance. Still, Alex couldn't shake her feeling of discomfort, so she made her way back to her apartment. The whole way there she almost felt as if there were eyes watching her.
