Kennedy watches Willow sleeping in bed beside her. The moon casts a bluish light into their room, illuminating the pair. Kennedy had seen this before during their short relationship. It always starts the same - trembles becoming tossing and turning. Soon the mumbling begins. Kennedy catches a couple names from the incoherent mumbling – Tara and Warren.
Willow's movements become more violent, worse than Kennedy has ever seen. She turns on the bedside lamp and grabs Willow's shoulder, waking her up. For an instant, Willow's eyes flash pure black.
"Will, are you ok?" she asks.
"Hey, yeah," Willow replies. "Bad dream."