Kylar rushed out of his rented room, down the stairs leading to the bar and out through the double doors leading outside. He continued on through the dark night, crossing the bridge leading to Honeyside, Titus's property in Riften where he and Serana were staying. He repeatedly smashed his knuckle against the wooden door, attempting to gain their attention. After a handful of seconds waiting, the door opened. Titus stood there in his nightclothes, clearly not impressed by the interruption to his sleep.

"What is it Kylar?" Titus moaned. "It's two o'clock in the bloody morning."

"I had a dream you may want to know about," Kylar promptly answered.

Titus sighed before complaining, "We all have dreams."

"Yeah but this one meant something."

Titus finally relented and allowed Kylar inside the small house. He sat down on one of the chairs close to the unlit fire, closely followed by Titus who took the other chair.

"So what was it?" Titus asked unenthusiastically.

"I don't think you'd really understand," Kylar said, "but I think we need to go to a place called the Twil-"

"Surely it can't be morning already?" Serana questioned, leaning up from under the fancy bed covers.

"No it isn't," Titus replied.

Serana reluctantly joined them. She shuffled out of bed and waddled behind where Titus sat, gently wrapping her weary arms around him. Kylar waited for her to finish moving before continuing.

"As I was saying, I think we need to go to a place called the Twilight Sepulcher."

Titus and Serana pondered on what Kylar had just told them. Neither of them had ever even heard of the place, let alone what it was or what was inside it. That and they still didn't fully trust Kylar yet. They'd only known him a short time and after seeing what had happened involving him, they were highly skeptical.

"Okay then," Titus said. "What and where is it?"

"The Twilight Sepulcher," Kylar began explaining, "is a Nordic tomb situated in Falkreath hold. It contains Ebonmere, the portal to Evergloam."

Titus lifted himself out of the chair, "You can never trust dreams. They're cryptic. Besides..."

"You still don't trust me do you?" Kylar now sat staring at Titus with his arms and legs crossed. It made Titus feel uneasy, but he'd dealt with worse. A lot worse.

Serana went in bluntly, "After what happened yesterday, we don't really."

Kylar looked away. Nothing seemed to be going right for him. Nobody seemed to remember him. Nobody believed him. And now the only people to show him kindness were starting to not believe him as well.

Titus gave it a good run through in his mind. Kylar seemed to be a good man. Whatever was going on must have some sort of explanation, however strange it appeared to be. But it was becoming harder and harder to believe him.

"Fine," Titus decided. "We'll set off in the morning. But this is your last chance."

The group stood in front of the ancient engraved door leading into the Twilight Sepulcher. The sun would set in a couple more hours. The quicker they could make their way through this place, the better.

"This is it," Kylar introduced.

Kylar walked inside, quickly followed by Titus and Serana, both somewhat eager to see what would happen. Inside they found a grand but dim room, with a wide set of stone steps leading up to a Nordic style archway and further into the tomb. A ghost wearing the same attire as Kylar approached them from the top of the steps.

"What is it that you want?" the ghost asked.

"Gallus." Kylar seemed entranced by the ghostly figure, like he was witnessing a miracle.

"Servant of Nocturnal, what is it you want?"

Kylar snapped out of his daze before informing, "I must speak with Nocturnal." He murmured under his breath, "Another one who doesn't remember me."

"I must warn you, without the Skeleton Key, many Nightingales have lost their connection with Nocturnal and will attack you on sight. Soon, I will too." Gallus faded away, leaving Kylar, Titus and Serana with their job.

Titus span out of the way of the Nightingale who had just lunged at him with two ghostly daggers. He swung his sword deep into the apparition, ending its unearthly existence. Another ghost came for him and clashed his sword with Titus's. Serana came from behind and took it ankles with her dagger before finishing it with a well placed stab.

Kylar weaved in and out through the multiple spectres, swiftly finishing them with his dual daggers. Fighting his dead brethren seemed unusual, but for now, they didn't serve their mistress, so it didn't matter. He felt a chilling presence behind him. He instinctively slashed behind himself, catching yet another ghost with a fatal strike. His eyes immediately locked onto a phantom charging on the other side of the room, heading straight for Titus. And Titus didn't know anything about it.

Kylar removed his bow from his back and knocked an arrow back quicker than he'd ever done before. He used his time perfectly, aiming the shot straight towards the head. He fired. The arrow struck the ghost straight in the side of the head, killing it instantly.

Titus turned around to see what had happened. He noticed Kylar on the opposite side of the room with his bow in hand.

Kylar had just saved Titus's life.

Titus gave him a quick wink. Kylar couldn't return it with his cowl and hood up, but he acknowledged it before returning to the fight.

After a long and challenging run of puzzles, battles and killing, Titus, Kylar and Serana finally reached the portal room. The circular room showed no activity. Nocturnal wasn't recognising one of her Nightingales was there.

"This isn't right," Kylar bellowed. "My mistress should realise I'm here."

"Maybe she doesn't know who you are," Serana joked.

"Ha ha very fu-" Kylar clutched his head in agony. Some strange voice spoke to him:

Help aak me arg

Cap-akk-tured in aghh

Aetherius aak arg agr

Titus helped Kylar back to his feet, keeping him upright after his sudden outburst. "What was that?" Titus asked.

"I think it was Nocturnal," Kylar spoke. "She seemed to be in pain. She has been captured," Kylar took a long pause before finishing, "in Aetherius."

Personal Comments:

And now things are getting interesting. Yay! Well, I hope you enjoyed. This chapter, unlike the other, was one of the more tedious ones to write, not because I didn't enjoy writing it, but I hurt my middle finger today during basketball, so it's quite painful to bend it or put large amounts of pressure on it. Poor me. But it hasn't stopped me from updating, so it's all okay (apart from if the injury is somewhat serious : ( )

Enough about my finger and onto writing related subjects. I'm actually thinking about starting a incompletely original story on FictionPress. It's a Sci-Fi/Dieselpunk genre and I'd love to involve you, the almighty Fez Army in it (because you're all feztastic). So if any of you want to submit a name or character, either tell me in a review or PM me.

Apart from that, please review and wait for the next chapter; when stuff gets fun.

Characters:

Gallus: The former Guild Master of the Thieves Guild. Murdered by Mercer Frey. Was also romantically involved with Karliah.