"Omi..."
All Omi saw was darkness.
"Oooooomi!" said the voice that sounded like a girl.
Nothing but darkness.
"Omi!" the voice had said.
Omi turned to the direction of the voice. He saw a path behind him. He started to follow the path.
"Omi!"
He followed the path, until the path took him to the edge of a cliff. Omi looked around. It was day, yet the sky was dark. All plant life had died and/or shriveled and turned black. It looked exactly like what had happened to the landscape when Wuya had been brought back.
"Omi!"
Omi turned around and he was face to face with three tombstones. The one in the middle simply said 'Kimiko Tohomiko'. The tombstone left of Omi said 'Raimundo Pedrosa'. He turned to the one on the right. It said 'Clay Bailey'.
"My friends!" Omi shouted.
"Oooooomi!"
Omi turned around. There was another tombstone. It said 'Omi'. Omi collasped to his knees and clutched his head. Did this really happen? Omi had no memory of this.
"Oooooooooooomi! Wake up!"
"Huh?" Omi asked, confused.
"Omi, wake up!" Dojo shouted.
Omi awoke with a jump.
"Finally! I've been trying to wake you up all day! My voice is hoarse just thinking about it." complained Dojo.
Omi looked at his surroundings. It was his room at the temple. It was just another dream. Dojo kept rambling about his hoarse voice. Omi shrugged him off.
"Dojo, care to explain to me why you woke me up?" Omi asked.
"Oh yeah. Master Fung wanted to talk to you." Dojo replied.
Omi hurried to Master Fung's room without saying anything to Dojo.
"Well, good bye to you too, Omi!" Dojo shouted after him.
Omi walked into Master Fung's room and found him at his desk. Master Fung was busy writing something down, when Omi noticed his handwriting. It was neat and little familiar...
"Yes, Omi?" Master Fung asked, no longer busy.
"Dojo said you wanted to speak with me...?"
"Why yes, Omi. I have discovered that the killer behind Kimiko's murder is from the Heylin side." Master Fung announced.
"Was it Jack Spicer?" Omi curiously asked.
"No, you see. Wuya is a famous Heylin witch, and as a result of her popularity, she has many cults and clubs dedicated after her. I have discovered that someone from a cult is behind all this." Master Fung calmly explained.
"Well, it does make some dollars..." Omi said.
"I believe you mean 'sense', young one?" Master Fung asked.
"That does not make any dollars, Master Fung." Omi said before he walked out.
"Dollars and cents..." Master Fung grumbled.
TBC