Chihiro stood in the middle of a pitch black room. Suddenly a spotlight
shined down on her from above.
"Welcome back."
Chihiro span round to see where the voice was coming from. But she couldn't see outside of the circle of light around her. Chihiro had heard this voice before. She just couldn't remember who the voice belonged to.
"I love you."
Chihiro quickly turned to try and pin point where the voice was coming from. But because of the echo it was near impossible to do so. "Wh---Who's there?" she stuttered.
"I guess we'll never know."
"What's going—"Chihiro began.
"The fate of two worlds rests on your shoulders."
This voice sounded like it came from a much older man.
Chihiro suddenly felt sick. It felt like her strength was being sucked out of her. She dropped to her knees as a much deeper and menacing voice spoke.
"You really think you can protect him from me?"
Images began flashing in Chihiro's head. A boy...standing in front of a bright light. Chihiro's vision was blurry so she couldn't make out who the boy was. As her vision improved she began making out features until it finally dawned on her who it was. "HAKU!"
The image now changed and the smell of blood filled Chihiro's nose. She was on a field. Hundreds of bodies lay dead around her. Suddenly all the bodies eyes opened and they began screaming. Chihiro felt two hands grip around her neck as she began choking. The deep, menacing voice returned.
"I'm going to enjoy killing them."
Chihiro woke up in her bed. "Just a dream" she panted while wiping the sweat of her forehead. She looked over at the clock and saw it was 4am. Taking a few seconds to recover before lying back down on her pillow. No matter how hard she tried to sleep Chihiro couldn't get the dream out of her head...particularly the part involving Haku.
"Welcome back."
Chihiro span round to see where the voice was coming from. But she couldn't see outside of the circle of light around her. Chihiro had heard this voice before. She just couldn't remember who the voice belonged to.
"I love you."
Chihiro quickly turned to try and pin point where the voice was coming from. But because of the echo it was near impossible to do so. "Wh---Who's there?" she stuttered.
"I guess we'll never know."
"What's going—"Chihiro began.
"The fate of two worlds rests on your shoulders."
This voice sounded like it came from a much older man.
Chihiro suddenly felt sick. It felt like her strength was being sucked out of her. She dropped to her knees as a much deeper and menacing voice spoke.
"You really think you can protect him from me?"
Images began flashing in Chihiro's head. A boy...standing in front of a bright light. Chihiro's vision was blurry so she couldn't make out who the boy was. As her vision improved she began making out features until it finally dawned on her who it was. "HAKU!"
The image now changed and the smell of blood filled Chihiro's nose. She was on a field. Hundreds of bodies lay dead around her. Suddenly all the bodies eyes opened and they began screaming. Chihiro felt two hands grip around her neck as she began choking. The deep, menacing voice returned.
"I'm going to enjoy killing them."
Chihiro woke up in her bed. "Just a dream" she panted while wiping the sweat of her forehead. She looked over at the clock and saw it was 4am. Taking a few seconds to recover before lying back down on her pillow. No matter how hard she tried to sleep Chihiro couldn't get the dream out of her head...particularly the part involving Haku.