Midnight had come. From the deepest chambers of the castle dungeons came blood curdling screams. Down the stairs made of bone and flesh, into the very nothingness of the shadows, a single figure lay sprawled on the floor.
Moonlight snuck through a crack in the ceiling and shined onto the figure. Jet black hair, lifeless ice blue eyes and skin as white as snow. The light fell across his chest, to show a stab wound in his heart. Blood had seeped out when the injury had been given, but now it was dry and smeared into his flesh.
"Awaken," a voice of the darkness hissed. "Awaken from your deathly slumber."
The wind howled, swirling around the dead figure. Though, something was odd about this wind. It should've been traveling clock-wise, but instead it was going counter-clock-wise.
Almost as if by some dark magic, the wound in the boy's chest began to heal itself, quickly closing and mending it together again. A scar was left, no more than three inches long.
In the silence of the darkness came a sudden beating. A heartbeat. Slow at first, but picking up speed and returning to it's usual pace. Then the boy's chest began to raise and lower, he was breathing air, he was coming back to life.
His hand moved, the muscles were beginning to respond. His hands and feet, arms and legs were slowly moving, responding to the rapid speed of the revived boy. He blinked a few times, the glaze in his eyes was gone now.
Slowly, he stood up and turned to the staircase of bone and flesh. He smiled and the moonlight shined against his sharp, canine teeth.
"You can't hide for long," he laughed. "I can smell your blood!"
Sam jerked awake and sat up. It was still dark in the room, not even close to dawn. He looked over to the other bed. Lara was sitting up and watching him as if he'd been sleepwalking.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"I'm fine," Sam replied.
"You don't look it." Lara stood up, walked to Sam and sat on the bed next to him. "Another nightmare?"
"Yeah...How long've you been watching me?"
"Since you fell asleep. Close to four hours ago."
"And you've just been sitting there?"
"Yup."
"You do realize you look like a zombie, right?"
"Don't I always?"
"More so right now. Get some sleep, won't do you any good to stay up the whole night."
"I don't think I can fall asleep."
"Just try. You'll fall asleep at some point. Don't worry, I'll keep watch for a while."
"Keep watch? Is something coming to attack us?"
"Maybe, I'm not sure."
"Well, if something happens, wake me up."
"They're both a bit odd, don't you think?" Sun asked.
"Yeah," Luke replied. "But they can't go back to Earth now, the portal won't open until Agahnim is defeated."
"Isn't there some way you can simply send them into the future, when the portal will open?"
"This isn't a world of demons. It's a world of magic and don't know how to control magic."
"Oh..."
"In any case, we should go to bed. There's no telling what'll happen tomorrow."