"Yuri, wake up. Tsuyi's gone. She just died." An emaciated girl wearing tattered rags opened her silver eyes, her gaze landing on her twin sister holding the skeletal form of the recently dead Tsuyi, a small five year old girl. A single tear slipped down Yuri's dirty cheek as she crawled to her sister, both of them craddling the child's still-warm body. Yuri looked down at the chain and cuff that encircled her own skeletal ankle, wrapping her arms around her sister's fragile shoulders, "Shora, nobody's coming, are they? We've been here over a year and Tsuyi was here for two..."

Shora coughed slightly, her whole body spasming, and hung her head, her elf-like pointed ears showing through her silvery-white hair, "I don't know Yuri... All we can do is hope." Yuri and Shora sat holding the dead child until her body became cold and stiff. Then they layed her down on the stone floor, covering her with a meager blanket they had all shared. Yuri blinked back her tears and screamed mentally, Please! Someone find us!"

Hiei sat up on his tree branch, suddenly awake with the female demon's plead ringing in his head still. He scowled darkly, pressing a hand to his forehead, then sliding off the cloth strip he used to contain his Jagan Eye. The eye opened and suddenly he knew that the girl in his dream was no figment. She was in real trouble. He scowled even more darkly as he heard Kurama approach from beneath his tree, "Hiei. You sensed it too?" "Hn." With that, the black haired demon vanished.