The next morning, Luna awoke to Derick sitting next to her bed.
"Good morning." Derick said as she sat up.
"Good morning. How was your night?"
"Pretty good.You had a nightmare of some sort. Do you remember any of it?" Did she ever.
"Yes."
"What was it?"
"Well, it started out well enough. It was when I was little, right before Betty came to us. I remember being in my room, playing with my Corel. Daddy called my name and I went downstairs.
"When I got there, nothing looked as I remembered it. I looked looked all over the house and couldn't find anyone. I went to the backyard and there were people sitting in chairs.
"In front of them were four caskets. As I walked by the people, I noticed they were crying. I reached the caskets, and walked up to the first one. Inside the casket lay my mother. The second one contained my father. By this time, I was crying.
"I looked over and noticed two other caskets. As I walked past the caskets, I grew older. The third casket was Yuna's. As I came to the fourth, I didn't want to look, but something told me I had to.
"In it lay Betty. Her skin was a pale blue color and she looked puffy, as if she were full of water. Two more caskets had been brought while I was looking in the others. These two caskets were closed. I asked the priest if I could look, and he said I could look as long as I had a strong stomach.
"The first casket I opened smelled horrible. I looked inside and the body was so mangled that I could barely recognize it. the face was bloody and torn. The eyes opened and they were yours. I dropped the lid and began to sob. I looked up at the priest, and realized he was the priest from Besaid.
"I asked how you died and he told me that the summoner he was guarding died and he couldn't live with it so he killed himself.
" 'But that doesn't explain why his face is torn.'
" 'He tried to cut his own eyes out because all he could see when he closed his eyes was her.'
" 'And the next one is-'
" 'Yes. You can look if you want to.' I opened the casket and akk that lay on the pillow was a right arm. I asked what had happned, and he told me that I had been torn apart by fiends and that was all that was laft.
"I woke up, surprisingly not screaming. I died of my worst fear, Derick. I also fear that you would kill yourself if I were to die." Luna said through her tears. Derick was holding her, smoothing her hair.
"Don't worry. It was just a dream. Now," Derick said when she stopped scrying, "let's get some breakfast and get going, ok?"
"Ok." Luna said, now down to a sniffle every now and then.