February 9
It's morning and I just woke up not long ago. I wanted to write this really quickly before I left because I'm not sure how long I'll be gone.
I'm so distressed that my hands are shaking so badly as I write this. I had another dream last night. Something about it was different, it felt so much more real. I'm absolutely certain that these are not dreams. Something terrible has happened to Inuyasha and Miroku and they need our help.
In the last thing I saw, Miroku was alone up against a huge group of demons. He was fighting them on his own until whoever this enemy they were facing showed up; I still couldn't see them.
"You will never make it out alive!" it said in its evil voice.
There was a scream and Miroku fell to the ground.
The scene shifted. Inuyasha was chained to a wall and appeared to be unconscious. He started to come to and realized he was chained. He struggled against them but they must have been as strong because even he couldn't break free.
"So you're finally awake," came the evil voice again.
"Let me go, you bastard!" Inuyasha said.
A sword was put to his neck. "I wouldn't struggle so hard or it'll be the last thing you do."
The angry glare on Inuyasha's face didn't waver. "Fuck you."
Then he was punched in the face. "Die, half-demon!"
I woke with a start shaking and crying. I could feel deep down that something was very wrong.
I've decided to go find them. I have no idea where to start but I can't just stay home. If I don't do anything, Inuyasha and Miroku will be dead.
I'm going to go tell Sango what's going on. I know after hearing me out she'll want to come with me. I'm sure Kaede wouldn't mind looking after the kids and Nico. We have to go soon. I just have this gut feeling that if we're too late, our husbands won't last very long.
