I looked around. It was dark, dank, and musty. A row of florescent lights hung before me, switching on one by one. My instincts being , ' Run Kagome!' , My brain had different plans and decided to investigate.

At the end of the almost never ending hallway was a door. Black and bold read the word " AUDITORIUM" . My arms moved out before me to touch the cold metal door. Trying to protest against my muscles did no help.

I opened the door and a wave of dank air smacked into my face. My legs moving on their own -no direction being given from me- pushed onward.

Another stench over powered the musty smell in the room. The spotlights on the stage turned on towards the front of the previously dark room. The blinding whiteness hurt, but my eyes quickly adjusted. Looking at the stage, a body, dead or alive, I couldn't tell from where I was standing.

Taking the stairs to the right I desperately wished that I had ran away a long time ago.

The body was lain on a silver metallic table. Her throat slashed open so deeply she was almost decapitated. From her sternum all the way down to her uterus she was sliced open.

A biology dissection gone bad.

All of her insides yanked out and thrown over her left side. The girl's long black hair was around her in waves. She was wearing a white Victorian dress spotted with crimson.

I found the strength to turn away from the body and look into her face. Her eyes open, lost of all emotion- though in life there was never much in them- her mouth held her last scream of fear and terror. Oh dear Lord,

" KIKYO! OH GOD, WHY!?" Finally my body listened to me. My voice came, screaming with vengeance. I jumped off the stage and ran in the direction from where I came. Finding only blackness and no end to the room I kept screaming. " Help! Some one! Anyone! Help me!"

" Kagome, Kagome. Kags? Kagome wake the hell up!" I was lightly being shaken. Someone's hot breathe whispered in my ear to coax me awake. I abruptly opened my eyes, realizing my screaming. Clasping my hands over my mouth a felt the hot salty tears run over my hands. InuYasha's worried amber eyes looked at me.

"You okay crazy?" He asked. He gently grasped my shoulders and helped me sit up. I glared.

" I'm not crazy! I just had a bad dream." I huffed.

Sango yawned and rubbed the sleep from her eyes.

"What was it about?" She asked me. I knew darn well what it was about.

Kikyo.

InuYasha's ex girlfriend, in my dream, brutally murdered. He wouldn't be to happy about that. Even though she was the school slut he would kill if anyone bad mouthed her. InuYasha wouldn't ever admit it but he still loves her. She had cheated on him repeatedly and could care less about him.

He was still hurting, my dream of malice wouldn't put me in better terms with him.

"Oh, uhm. I'll tell you guys later." I sputtered quickly.

" No, your going to tell us. You woke me from the best sleep I've had in days! You had better seen the fucking apocalypse!" He pointed a accusing clawed finger at me.

Yeah, definitely not going to tell him.

I sighed and brushed his hand away. "It was nothing. Just leave it alone okay?" My favorite cousin came to my rescue just when InuYasha was getting ready to say something smart ass.

"Guys we can talk about it in the morning. Kagome can tell us about it when she's ready." He said. Wrapping a protective arm around me, I smiled up at him.

" Your always sticking up for her sorry ass Miroku." InuYasha glared at the most awesome cousin ever.

"She's family, and I suggest you stop patronizing her." InuYasha grunted and rolled his eyes.

" Feh." The hanyou muttered. Miroku kissed the top of my head and went back to his place on the floor.

I was so thankful the subject was dropped.