"Dad!" She yelled, her voice hoarse from screaming and running. "Hey Old Man!"

There was no answer.

The darkness was like smoke, getting in her eyes and lungs and choking her. She coughed, trying to get it out. She didn't want to die here; the old man would be alone if she died, and then who would save him.

For sure he needed saving, so she couldn't give up.

She tried to jump up, higher than the darkness, and for a minute she did and she could look around.

The city was covered in darkness. It crawled over the land, spreading to every corner.

"What the hell?" She wondered out loud, before she fell back into darkness.

She had to keep moving, keep just out of reach. She couldn't let the darkness get a grip on her. What was it anyway? Since when could darkness reach out and grab her?

As a child, she had never been afraid of the dark.

"Old man!" She yelled again. Where was he? At this rate, she would never find him.

Yuffie woke up gasping for air. "There's darkness in my lungs!" She rasped, but there was no one there.

Aerith was gone.