Across town, Yugi Moto woke up drenched in sweat, gasping for air.
"Yami…" he whispered, as the pharaoh appeared in spirit form beside him. "Did you feel that dream? It felt so real!"
His darker half nodded.
"I did feel it… but it was no dream…"
Yugi's millennium puzzle started to rattle. Something in the real world was seriously amiss.
"One of the seven items has completely lost its power." Yami broke the uneasy silence. "And I know exactly which one it was…"
"How?"
The pharaoh let out a long sigh.
"Something has happened to the spirit of the millennium ring…"
"Bakura!"
"A long time ago, he sealed a tiny sliver of his soul inside a piece of the millennium puzzle. It posed me no great threat, but I knew it was there. I could feel it." Yami recounted. "But suddenly, that sense is gone…"
"You mean?"
"It is as though he no longer exists."
"But if something's happened to Bakura, something must have also happened to Ryou!"
"Grab your coat." Yami ordered his light, and disappeared into Yugi. "We must get to the bottom of this. Immediately."
Yugi nodded, and blinked. In a second, his yami had taken over. And they were on their way to Ryou's apartment.