He was wandering in darkness, unable to grasp anything. There was no light either. It was like that for a while, but then he blinked, and opened his eyes to a crowdy village. People went pass him, unable to notice him.
"Hey! Hey!" He shouted, but no one heard him. They walked through him, and a sense of something was terribly wrong started at the pit of his stomach. He started to yell, flailing his arms, anything to make him be seen, but no one saw him.
Suddenly he saw-
Zoro woke up with a blink of an eye.
"What was that all about?" He thought as he scratched his head, stretched, and yawned. He figured he might as well go back to sleep, but rejected the idea. He doesn't think he'll be able to sleep after such a weird dream. After all, he preferred having no dreams.
(There was an unsettling feeling in the pit of his stomach, but he paid no heed.)
"It's lunch time my lovely angles~! You guys too you shitheads." Sanji called out from the dining room.
"Shit cook." Zoro muttered as he got up. He was a little hungry though.
(The unsettling feeling went away after he walked in the dining room, surrounded with his nakamas.)
(Somewhere, a pair of slitted eyes watched them.)
(Was it "jealousy"?)