While he Sleeps
Part two
After the initial recourse, Rey swallowed hard as she stared down into the face of Ben Solo. Although this man was far different from the individual who had screamed at her through the Force not hours before.
Ben Solo crouched near the floor, his face a mass of purple bruises and his lip cut and one hand leaned against the wall to support him, the other cradled his chest, burying itself in his ragged tan clothing. Rey had never seen him look like this, and it shocked her. But it was the sensation of being near him that nearly left her speechless. Sadness radiated off him, as well as pain. So much pain.
Struggling to compose herself, Rey inched closer to him, curiosity filling her mind. In a dream state, she felt herself act on impulses without even thinking about the consequence.
"What are you doing here?" Rey asked abruptly. "What happened to you?"
Ben looked up at her, and then blinked slowly. "I... came... to..." His words dragged from his mouth slowly, and his low voice shook ever so slightly. "Warn you."
"What?" Rey tried to hide her shock but it seemed impossible. Her emotions were transparent in the white hallway of her unconscious. "You were just screaming at me. Why would you come here to warn me? You are my enemy."
Ben looked away, his bloodshot eyes staring at the ground in front of her, "You're right. I am..."
"So?" Rey crossed her arms over her chest, "What do you want."
Ben looked up at her again, the exhaustion on his features so painfully evident that she could see the dark shadows beneath his eyes. "I came to tell you... to run."
Swallowing hard, Rey felt a chill run down her spine. "Run? Run from what?"
As if the energy to talk had taken too much out of him, Ben slumped further down the side of the wall. Exhaling, his eyes closed.
Rey reached out tentatively, touching his shoulder, "Ben?"
He didn't answer.
"Ben!"
He opened his eyes halfway, peering at her through heavy eyelids.
"What should I be running from?" Rey asked, leaning down over him.
"Me..." With that, he closed his eyes again, letting his head fall all the way to the floor.
His answer was simple, but it made her freeze in an unreal terror. "Ben, you're not making any sense."
It was at that moment, that the lights in the bright white hallway began to flicker. Looking up, Rey could see a dark shadow emerging from the very end of the hallway. With each flicker of the lights, the darkness came closer and closer, eating up the white hallway in blackness.
"Ben?" Rey felt her heartbeat begin to race, "Ben, what is that?" She felt it. Coldness. Hatred. The Dark Side in all its raw power was coming toward her with every flicker of the lights.
Groaning, Ben struggled to get to his feet. It was obviously difficult, but he dragged himself to stand between Rey and the growing shadow of darkness looming down the hall. He swayed, staring at the darkness at it approached. "He's coming for us," He muttered.
"Who?" Rey asked, slowing getting to her feet behind him.
Ben turned to her, grabbing her hand and lunging toward one of multiple white doors in the luminescent hall. He staggered as he reached for the doorknob, twisting it desperately and throwing it open to an unknown destination beyond.
"Kylo Ren," Ben answered, his voice losing itself as he dragged Rey through the door and into another level of their combined unconscious minds.