I got up and slammed open the door. My bare feet pounded against the tile as I ran top speed through the halls. I heard footsteps following, and knew Jared must have heard me. I was faster, but I was never able to run as long as him. So he caught me eventually, and grabbed my arm. I stopped and spun to face him.

"Alex? Are you OK?" he looked at me with a deep concern.

"Yes. But other's aren't. I have to get to Serah NOW. Right now. Lemme go!" I yelled. I wrenched myself free and ran faster and faster. I avoided the scarce others who were in the halls, but one reached out and caught me. I looked up to see Traintus frowning at me.

"Girl, what is un-right?" he asked in his broken English.

"Everything! I need to get Serah! And Dragon! Now!! People are in trouble!" I flailed against his grip, but Jared had caught up and reinforced their hold. I realized this was pointless and slowly stopped flailing. "I need Serah..."

"What's wrong??" Jared asked.

"No! I need Serah! NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW -"

"I'm here," Serah's voice cut off my yelling "now" fit.

"I need Dragon," I grumbled.

"I'm here too," Dragon said. I noticed that he had been down the hall.

"I need to talk to you guys alone. Right. Now," I said. They frowned as if they thought I might be pulling their leg. "It involves Zoey!" That got them moving. They had Traintus bring me into a room with a desk and some chairs and then everyone left but Serah and Dragon. They sat down in chairs, and I didn't. I paced.

"OK, what is so urgent?" Dragon sounded tired, and short of patience.

"I had a dream..."

"Aw, great. So it's a nightmare? Or are you reciting Martin Luther King's speech?!" Dragon yelled.

"No!" My voice filled with an amazing power that shocked everyone in the room -- including me. "No. I'm not reciting a speech. And it was more of a vision than anything else. And in this vision, Zoey died."

"How?" Serah asked calmly.

"A boy hiding in bushes was eaves dropping on some weird vampyre chick with Auburn hair... I think her name was Neferet... talking with a guy with black wings who was Kalona. He over heard them talking about killing Zoey or something, and when Neferet stalked off all angry Kalona turned to the bush-guy and said something about having a story to tell Zoey, and then he snapped his neck. Right before then Zoey showed up and zapped him with Spirit, and then she fell to the ground all lifeless and stuff. Kalona screamed and flew away and a bunch of other people showed up and crowded around Zoey, and then the dream stopped."

"Describe the... bush-guy," Dragon seemed really tense. I decided I would not tell them about the Nyx dream.

"It was really dark, but his hair seemed blondish and he was firmly built. And human," I said.

"Heath," Dragon hissed.

"Who's that?" I asked.

"Her Imprinted human. That would be why Zoey fell... vampyres have strong connections with their humans, so they only survive what each other can survive. So, if Zoey was being cut up heat would also feel like that. But humans deal with less than vampyres, so Heath might die when Zoey didn't. But breaking a neck is a universal death. Zoey expirienced it too."

"Oh," was all I could say.

"When did you see this happen?" he asked me with a new urgency.

"I don't know. The moon was half way to directly over my head, out on the ocean. It was the day after a new moon... there was only the tiniest sliver, and it was in the waxing moon position," I answered.

"Shit. That's the night of the Council. Tonight. The council starts at sunset... which is in 5 minutes, when we're supposed to leave," Dragon said.

"OK then call them," I said.

"No. You see, it doesn't work like that. It's already happened, because sunset here is later than there. Zoey is already dead," Dragon said. "Everyone's dead..."

DRAGON'S POV:

Everyone keeps dying. Everyone. First my dear Anastasia, and then Zoey. And Heath... and all those Raven Mockers, and too many others. Why does anyone who spends time with me DIE?! Not the Raven Mockers, of course -- I couldn't care less about them. But... everyone dies. Everyone.

Zoey's POV:

The image of the Otherworld was breaking into tiny chunks, and I was falling backwards towards my body. My soul missed, though, and I landed with a little bit of pain right next to my body. Great. Another out of body experience. I looked around. Everyone was crying around my body. I looked up and saw a transparent girl sitting in the window, frowning at us. Was she a ghost, too? She had dark hair, and the brightest blue eyes I had ever seen. They had a sapphire hint, like my tattoos. Speaking of tattoos.... why was hers green? Then she broke into hundreds of little pieces like a mirror.

"She's still breathing! We need to get her to the infirmary!" Darius yelled.

"She's breathing, but her soul is gone," Stark said bitterly. I looked at his face and knew he blamed himself.

"Guys, I'm right here," I said. My words turned purple. None of them looked up. Poopie. They couldn't hear me. I looked at my body. Was it still breathing? Yes, it was. But... where were my tattoos? Hmph.

"Her soul might return, Warrior," Darius said calmly. "But only if we keep her body alive."

I wanted to get back in my body and tell them I was fine. I put my foot on my body, but I didn't get sucked in or anything. I jumped up and down through my body. Nothing happened. So I could only follow as they carried my body to the infermary.