"Come in, da ze."
"Hi Marisa, me and Ran came over to ask you about something?"
"What would that be?"
"Where's the tools you borrowed?"
"Why? Da ze."
"Because we need them back!"
"I need them. I'll give them back later."
"With your record, I'd say you'd keep them. Now where are they?"
"They're over there."
"Ran, hold her down while I use some of them."
"Yukari? What are you doing with those? Why is Ran holding me down to the table?"
"Bend over, Marisa."
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no...AHHHHHHHH!"
Marisa woke up screaming, covered in a cold sweat.
"Marisa! Marisa! It's only a bad dream!" said Alice, who was laying down next to her.
"I had that dream again." said Marisa.
"The one with Yukari and...and...and..." Marisa started to cry.
"How can I help?" asked Alice.
"I don't know." cried Marisa.
"Even if the physical pain's over, I somehow still feel the emotional pain."
"Maybe Eirin could help you?" suggested Alice.
"Yeah, maybe she'll help me." said Marisa.
"Now go back to sleep."
"Alright."
Marisa's tears slowly stopped running down her face and she stared at the ceiling until she finally fell back to sleep.