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Fili

"It seems that when he was in the Goblin Tunnels they tortured him mentally too. Now it seems that whenever he is asleep he is dreaming of being in the tower being tortured. Now whenever he wakes up the memories are raw and fresh and he is starting to believe the tortures." Gandalf explains.

"Why didn't happen the first time he woke up?" I question.

"The first time he was unconscious and healing from wounds. Now he is dreaming and when he is dreaming he is back in the goblin tower being tortured. We can't fix the problem unless we know exactly what he is dreaming." Gandalf tells me.

"And how do we do that?" my uncle questions his dark eyes glancing over at his youngest nephew who was just starting to doze off.

"What I will do is I will hold my staff to his forehead and our minds will be transported into Kili's dream. Then we can see what is scaring and stop it or at least know the extent of the problem." Gandalf tells everyone. I look around at who will be joining us. Bilbo, Oin, Thorin, Gandalf and I are all going into Kili's dreams.

"Plus I will be able to see what has happened to him to continue to treat him." Oin states.

I am nervous. Nervous about what Kili is dreaming about. I feel somebody pat my back. I look and see Bilbo.

"It's gonna be fine. Don't worry."

"Alright, everybody grab hold to the staff." Gandalf commands. I put my hand on the staff and then Gandalf pushes the top of the staff to Kili's head.

I open my eyes and we are in the dungeons in the Goblin City. Kili is in the middle with the Goblin King.

"They left you here to die. They don't love you." He snarls to Kili

"They do love me!" my baby brother retorts.

"Fine. Ask them." He sneers and points in the shadows. Out walks my Uncle and Me.

"You're still alive? After we left you here to die." The fake Thorin snaps at Kili.

"You always were a burden. Tagging along with me. Getting me in so much trouble. Mother and Father are lucky they died before you grew up." Fake me says and jabs Kili.

Kili just whimpers and shrinks back. "I don't believe it."

"Oh but you should. We have always hated you, you were just too stupid to see it you elf spoor." Fake Thorin snarls.

I've had it. I take out my twin blades and walk out. "Leave him alone."

"Oh and are you gonna stop me? I'm you. You don't stand a chance." Fake me laughs and starts walking towards me.

"Charge!" Gandalf commands and everyone goes after the fakes. I run at fake me and start attacking. He blocks me again and again.

"Come on Fili. You can't beat me." He teases.

I let all my anger out and swing my blades wildly. When I stop fake me stands there and his head then falls off. I look around the room. Everyone one of the dream people are dead. I run over to Kili.

"Kili, oh thank durin your ok."

He flinches and backs away.

"No the bad Fili is gone. It's me. The real Fili. Your gonna be ok now." I say and comfort him.

Before he could respond a great rumble starts.

"We need to leave now." Gandalf yells. We all run to him and grab onto his staff.

Next thing I know I am back in the cave looking at Kili coughing up enormous amounts of blood. "Oin! Oin!" I call in a panic. My baby brother is dying.

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