This is what she typed...
It's a feeling, a hunger, that crawls under my skin and up my spine. I can feel it in every inch of me, a pain, an itch, a burning. It consumes me, makes me less than half of what I am. It is indescribable, unstoppable, impossible, unbelievable. I start losing touch with any form of reality. I lose myself in this feeling.
I am Marik Ishtar.
Then a rush of relief, a rush of adrenaline, my body, my soul, fights to stay as it is. I struggle through a thickness unbearable, so trapping, to escape.
It has been less than a year since the events of Battle city, and Millenium world, took place. I am only eighteen.
I break through, I breathe in fresh, freeing air. I am in my bed again. The dream is over.
I started dreaming I was stuck in the shadow realm again. I haven't told Ishizu.
But it always comes again. I don't know what it means.
But I have my guesses. I think, the Millenium items are back again.