Gimli hurried past the people, searching for Legolas. The dwarf had finally decided to go after the elf, with some persuasion by Eowyn. He stopped next to a door to look around the area. He had been looking for several mintues with no success and he was almost to giving up unless he had a clue where to go.

'Now where could he be? This is a big place,' Gimli thought to himself.

His answer came as a scream coming from inside one of the nearby rooms.

"That sounded like Legolas. What could possibly be wrong with him now?" Gimli cried out before he hurried towards the room.

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Legolas hovered in the corner as Manlin slowly began to head towards him.

"You will never escape it Legolas. She won't either and neither of you will never know the truth behind it all," Manlin told him.

"What 'truth' are you talking about?" asked Legolas.

"You think that I will ever tell you? I never told you the truth about anything while I was alive, why should anything be different now that I'm dead?" wondered the ghostly figure. "I've always believed that even if I do happen to tell you, you wouldn't believe me."

Manlin pulled out his sword as he continued to head towards Legolas, who was becoming ever scared by each passing moment. Manlin lifted up his sword and began to bring it down on Legolas. The elf began to scream as he instinctively raised his arms. In the back of his mind, he heard the slam of a door.

"Legolas!" came a familiar voice.

"Gimli?" Legolas questioned.

The elf lowered his arms and raised his head to see Gimli standing next to him, looking rather worried.

"What are you doing here?" Legolas gasped.

"The question should be, are you alright?" Gimli told him.

Legolas looked around the room to see no one else but the dwarf and himself. The elf quickly stood up and hurried around the room. To Gimli, it appeared that Legolas was trying to look for someone or something.

"Legolas, who or what are you looking for?" wondered Gimli.

"He was here! He was here, I am certain of it!" Legolas cried out.

"No one was here, Legolas! When I came inside, I only found you and it appeared to me as if you were trying to protect yourself from something," Gimli explained.

Legolas turned around and stared at the dwarf. Legolas kept looking around the room, as if trying to prove to Gimli that someone was actually there. He pulled out one of his knives.

"He was here. I have to find him. He has to pay for what he's done," Legolas growled in a low voice.

"Who are you talking about Legolas?" Gimli had to ask.

"Manlin was here. I know he was but it's impossible at the same time," Legolas said.

"What? Who's Manlin?" wondered Gimli.

Legolas turned towards Gimli and realized what he had said. He sighed as he lowered the blade and turned towards Gimli.

"He's someone I once knew. He - unexpectedly died many years ago," Legolas explained as he stared at the hilt of the sword.

Gimli nodded, deciding not to press the matter further. By what the dwarf already heard, he could figure out a theory as to what had happened. All he hoped was that the eld would talk about it further.

"Come on laddie. Let's get you something to eat. You've been through a lot in the past few days," Gimli told him.

Legolas barely reacted as Gimli pulled him out of the room.

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"I don't like this. Not at all. When I agreed to help you get to your brother, I didn't mean for it to be like this," Haldir protested, his arms folded across his chest.

"It's the only way Haldir. How else can I do it? My father wouldn't let me go otherwise, whether he were here or not. If he were not, Lady Galadriel would not let me. I don't know what I would be like without her," Nanaylia told him from behind the closed door.

Haldir stared at the door, in total disbelief over what the younger elf had said.

"I can just imagine the look on your face right now. I mean it Haldir. You didn't lose your mother when you were only a few hundred years old, then nearly die yourself," she protested. "My brother and I were beside ourselves when she died but I do remember Galadriel trying to help whenever she could."

Haldir decided to be quiet about the topic as he impatiently waited for Nanaylia to finish getting ready. She soon walked out in full Elven uniform.

"So? How do I look?" she asked him.

"If I didn't know it was you, I could easily take you for one of the Galadhrim," he told her.

"That's what I was aiming for. I don't want the others to know I'm among them. Only you should know. I know I'm not as good as you or my brother but I can still fight," she replied.

She walked up to him and sighed. Haldir saw the very worried look on her face and he grasped her hand.

"Your brother will be fine," he quietly said.

"No, he won't," she said, shaking her head. "If I remember anything, what he's going through will be painful and disorienting. It grieves me to know he's going through this. He shouldn't have to but he is. I cannot help him, only comfort him. The one person we would need to help is not here."

"And that would be Gandalf?" Haldir wanted to make sure.

She nodded before they headed out of the room.

"I'm still going to be worrying about you. I know you're not the best warrior," Haldir told her.

"And I'm not going to stop you from worrying. I'd worry myself," she replied.

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Legolas managed to walk back to the room on his own two feet. He sat back down on the bed as Eowyn knelt beside him.

"What has happened to him?" she asked Gimli.

"I am unsure. I found him in a room, huddled in a corner. He seemed to be afraid of someone. He wouldn't really elaborate but it was someone he knew," Gimli replied.

Eowyn helped Legolas lay down, telling him that he should get some rest. He complied but he stared at her and saw the worry in her eyes before finally falling asleep.

"There, he should be fine right now. We'll see how he is when he wakes up," Eowyn said to Gimli.

The dwarf nodded before deciding to leave the room, giving him time to rest.

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Legolas opened his eyes to see that there was no one else in the room. He sat up and looked around the room.

'Where is everyone?' he thought to himself.

He stood up, wondering where everyone was, not noticing the figure he passed.

"They're gone because of you Legolas. Your mother left, your sister left, one of your best friends left, all because of you. Now what do you have to say about yourself?" came a familiar voice.

Legolas spun around to see Manlin leaning against a wall, hands folded in front of him.

"They did not leave because of me. It was your fault that Nanaylia was thought to be dead all those centuries. Aragorn did not die by choice. As for my mother, how dare you. I was not to blame! The palace was attacked by spiders! She saved the lives of her children," Legolas protested.

"Yes, I know what happened to your mother but do you remember what happened to the body?" Manlin questioned him.

Legolas opened his mouth slightly to answer but he realized he had no answer. When he remained quiet, Manlin snickered.

"What did I tell you? If you remember at all, the body simply vanished. I know what happened to the body, even if you don't. I would tell you but it's one of those truths that I won't get around to telling you dear Legolas. You'd never believe me anyway. By the way, I had nothing to do with it. I'll tell you that, at least," Manlin replied.

"Tell me right now or else I will kill you!" Legolas yelled out at him.

He ran up to Manlin and grabbed him by the collar but the elf simply laughed it off.

"You're going to kill an already dead elf? I'd like to see that now," Manlin snickered before disappearing into thin air.

Legolas stepped back as everything around him began to disappear. He screamed.

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Legolas bolted up in the bed, grabbing the attention of Eowyn, who had decided to come back to the room. She hurried up to him.

"I have to get out of here," he quietly said.

"Out of here? But you can't leave this room.! You need rest! The injuries you have received are serious!" Eowyn protested.

She tried to keep him laying down but he managed to stand back up.

"No, not out of this room, out of this place. Its walls are closing in around me," Legolas replied as he headed out the door.

Gimli and Eowyn watched him leave, some disbelief evident on their faces.

"What do we do now then?" she asked.

"I don't know," Gimli replied. "But I think I should head after him again."

He quickly headed after the elf, hoping to catch up with him.

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Once again, Legolas hurried down the path, passing people along the way. He knew Gimli tried to follow but couldn't keep up. He hurried towards a door and leaned against the doorway.

'Why does this have to happen to me? Is there anyone who can help me?' he thought to himself.

He glanced around the area to see that no one was paying any attention to him whatsoever.

'Is there anyone who has experienced these symptoms before?' he wondered.

He began to walk away from the building, not paying any attention to anyone around him either. He felt a hand against his shoulder and he looked up to see Aragorn standing in front of him. He glanced to see that no one was paying any attention to them.

"Aragorn," Legolas barely said.

"Yes, Legolas, it is me. I am back," Aragorn told him.

"You can't be here. You're dead. Now everyone around me who died has come back to haunt me!" Legolas said, his voice beginning to rise.

"Legolas, calm down!" Aragorn told him.

"You can't be here! You're in my mind! Stop haunting me!" Legolas cried out, placing his hands over his ears.

TBC...