I woke up, but I had fallen off the bed. That's when I saw him. Shimano, my little brother. Or at least, his ghost.

"Kuri! You woke up!" he smiled at me.

I rubbed my eyes. "Shimano…I thought you crossed over."

"I did, but there's trouble, so I was sent back."

"What kind of trouble?"

"Him." Shimano pointed at Neji. "His enemy is going to kill you."

"Shimano, you don't know that," I said. "And besides, you don't need to worry about me—"

"Kuri?" Neji woke up.

"Go," I whispered to Shimano, and he faded from view.

"What did you say?" Neji asked.

"I said, 'no,'" I replied. I didn't want him to know about my all access pass to the dream world and to the ghost plane. "You must have been dreaming. I've been awake this whole time."

Neji stared at me and asked, "Did you murder your little brother?"

I gasped and my hands flew to my mouth. "You know about Shimano?"

"I'm sorry, but I have to know," Neji said. "What did you do?"

He was serious. I wanted to cry. "Neji…I was trying to protect him. They killed him. It wasn't me!"

Neji looked shocked at my outburst. "I-I'm so sorry!"

"Forget it," I replied, and went to bed.

Shimano appeared. "Neji you know what you have to do. Or she'll die."

Neji kissed me. "Goodbye."