Later that day, in Carfax Abbey…
The coffin slowly starts to raise its lid and Count Bakura sits up, yawning when it is fully open. He looks about the room and upon checking the window for the time, his eyes widen and his body freezes.
"By the powers of Zorc, what's going on? It's daytime! I can't be awake during these hours…"
He rubs his eyes and comes to the conclusion that he must be awake due to Miss Valentine's blood running through his system. After a few seconds of thinking, Bakura strikes upon a sudden realization: Was it possible that he had been cured?
He gets out of the coffin and walks to one of the doors leading outside, slowly testing the sunlight with his hand. At first the warmth made him retract the hand in fear of it melting in the light, but after a few tests he realizes that it wasn't hurting him at all. Stepping out, he grins happily and spins in a few circles, laughing.
"I'm CURED!"
The Count, wearing now a blue and white striped tee-shirt and white shorts, merrily walks through the park, waving and smiling at whoever he passes.
"It's so bright and warm out here!" He stops by a rosebush and picks one, examining it with awe. "And these colors…they are magnificent!"
He puts the rose in his shirt pocket and continues on his way. Seeing two boys having a picnic, he stops in front of them and bows.
"Good afternoon! I couldn't help but smell your lovely picnic. Could you spare a piece of your…chicken?"
One of them, a boy that looked like Bakura himself but less intimidating, smiled politely as he handed the Count a leg. "Of course, here you go!"
Another in the group, a blonde anime-styled, spiky haired young man with blue-silver eyes, an orange shirt, black metal wristbands, and jeans held up a cup, the chain necklace with a silver waffle pendant swinging slightly around his neck, "How about some root beer to go with that chicken?"
"By the Gods, why not?" Bakura took the glass of brown, bubbly liquid and gulps it down in one go, his eyes widening as he licks his lips. "It's good!"
"Master!"
The Count and the two young adults look a bit to the left and see Marik running at them in a frantic panic. Bakura smiles at his minion, holding out his hands for a hug.
"Marik, look at me; I'm drinking root beer and eating chicken!"
The Egyptian grabs one of his arms and tries pulling him back in the direction of the Carfax Abbey. "You can't be out during the daylight hours, Fluffy! You'll shrivel up and-"
The Count shrugs off Marik and spins around, "Relax Marik, I'm cured!"
"No…no, you're not…" Marik seemed to stare at Bakura with a look of horror, his voice barely audible. Bakura cocks his head in confusion at his sudden change and sniffs the air, smelling something burning. At the same instant, he sees his hand start smoking, his body slowly disintegrating.
"I…I made a mistake!" Bakura looked about in horror and tried running to his coffin but he doesn't move any inch farther then where he is standing. He looks around him and sees the two boys watch in shock and Marik, who now has his hands to his face as he tries to hide the ordeal from himself.
The Count's head only remains and it screams in agony and terror at his horrendous mistake…
The coffin lid bursts open as Count Bakura screams, running in his coffin to escape some sort of horror in his mind. He bolts upright and continues the motion, his eyes wide with terror and looking around in a state of hysteria. Seeing the walls of Carfax Abbey, he quickly looks up at the window and breathes a sigh of relief.
"It's….It's nighttime…"
He holds his head in his hands and looks about the room again, trying to collect his wits and calm down.
"I was…having a day-mare…"
((What'd you think of the Count's night…er sorry DAYmare? Haha Oh and by the way, the two boys havin the picnic were none other than Ryou Bakura (the good Bakura) and my OC Mattao (based on me sorta haha)!))
