*Blink* I heard a small flow of water in the bathroom. It didn't seem like the Bathtub so I guessed it was the sink. I looked over and noticed that Marshy wasn't next to me. Looks like he was taking a midnight flow, I'll just hide under the blanket and wait for him to come back out. I waited and waited and so on. I was about to give up when I heard the door slowly creek open. I was trying my best to remain quiet. Until i heard him speak.
"Marceline." I heard him say in a slightly frightened voice. It was one of the few times he spoke like that, I threw away the sheets and looked over at the bathroom door.
"Mar-" I stopped halfway when I looked at him. His long black hair was covering his eyes, but I could still make out blood dripping from the top of his head somewhere. His hands were bruised as if he had punched a wall. And on his neck, I could see a thing sharp dagger pressing against his pale skin.
"LET HIM GO!" I screamed in rage at the dark figure holding the weapon. I can only make out that he is tall, very tall.
"I wouldn't be saying such things, after all I'm holding a knife onto your lover's neck." I heard an old raspy voice speak. "We wouldn't want him to get hurt now wouldn't we?" I calmed myself. I can see a bit better, but now all I can see is the paleness of his hands. He raised the knife up in the air as to plunge it down onto Marshy's neck. The figure then slowly walks forward. I can clearly see his-no her face now. It was the Lich queen.
"I'm baaaaaack!" said the Lich queen as though she were the Lich king "But he wont be!" everything went into slow-motion as I saw the knife slowly motion to Marshy's neck. I closed my eyes and ears and began to scream.
"NOOOOOO!" When I opened my eyes I saw Marshy holding my in his arms as I sat in the fetal position in the corner, sweating, crying. I cried and cried as Marshy layed my head onto his shoulders to cry on.
"It's ok" he told me "It's ok. It was only a bad dream."