Running through a forest.
Fear.
All I feel is fear, squeezing my heart with an iron grip.
"C'mon, Dawn, we've gotta run!"Ash is looking back at me, his eyes worried and fearful.
I've tripped, and fallen. He drags me upland we set off again at a frantic pace.
He's gripping my hand tightly, trying to drag me forward.
Pikachu and Piplup aren't here.
Brock's missing as well.
A tidal wave of darkness looms above us threateningly. It crashes down on us and sweeps us away.
Ash lets go of my hand.
I hear him scream my name.
I am claimed by the darkness.
I wake up, sitting upright. I'm covered in cold sweat.
I need light. And water.
I grope around in my tent and find a torch. I flick it on, waking up Piplup. He jumps into my lap and begins to lecture me.
"No need to worry, Piplup! Go back to sleep. I'll be back in five minutes." I tell him. He nods happily and does as I asked him to, and begins to snore.
I smile to myself at his silly sounding snores, pick the torch back up, unzip the tent's door and crawl out. Brock's rucksack is lying near his tent. I walk over and rummage in the bag, searching for one of the many bottles of water that the ever-resourceful Brock always keeps in his bag. As I search, I hear Brock mumbling in his sleep.
"No...Joy...Jenny...don't fight! There's enough of me to go around..."
I giggle silently to myself at Brock's sleep-mumblings. Him and his one-track mind!
I finally locate a much-needed bottle of water and gulp down half of it in thirty seconds.
Refreshed,I begin to head toward Ash's tent.
I stop. I'm intending to tell him about the nightmare,but...
Does he really need to know?
No. He doesn't. Both he and Brock know I've been having nightmares. This would just worry them more.
I sigh, and head back to my tent. Piplup has managed to move himself over to my spot. I push him away. He grumbles unhappily in his sleep.
I curl up, hoping that the nightmares will go way.