Odd lay down on his bed, it was an exhausting day. First his sister had bugged him all day trying to get him to show all around town, second Ulrich had seemed even more upset than usual, so he and Odd had gotten into a big fight and Odd wouldn't be surprised if Ulrich hated him now; he had said some pretty mean things (Odd said the mean things).
Exasperated, Odd sighed, thinking how much better things could have gone. Closing his eyes Odd slowly drifted off to sleep, but even there he wasn't peaceful.
Dream:
Odd was walking around a large building, or something that resembled a building, debris was everywhere. It dawned on him: this was Kadic! He saw something in the ruble. Walking toward it he saw a light green shirt and brown hair. His breath caught. His best friend was trapped! Pulling the debris from on top of him Odd pulled him out. Odd immediately noticed he wasn't breathing. He checked for a pulse: none. His eyes scanned the mess. He saw something pink, something blue, and something black. He recognized each one of them as his friends. He was alone. He was alone to fight X.A.N.A.
Odd woke up with a start. Panting he saw he was still in Kadic. Looking at the alarm, he read 1:34. He saw Ulrich was sleeping in his bed across the room.
Even though it had just been a dream, Odd felt something wasn't right. Getting up he creaked the door open. Checking to make sure no one coming, he walked down the hall and onto the staircase. Making sure the steps didn't creak, he tip-toed down the stairs and onto the first floor. Opening the door he crept into the night. He had a hunch as to were to go, so he walked towards the sewer. He didn't think anything could be too bad, but he wasn't prepared for what he would see next.
A girl was lying on the ground, motionless. Running toward her, Odd dropped to his knees. The first thing he noticed about her was that there was no rise and fall of her chest; the other was the blood oozing from the back of her head. Wiping her hair from her face his heart stopped.
This was Emily.
Suddenly he didn't feel so good.
He opened his mouth to scream, but no noise came out. He hadn't believed she would die, he had hoped she would return. Hot tears stained his face. He felt his body shaking. He closed his eyes, not wanting to see anymore of this nightmare. He slowly opened them, but it wasn't Emily he was staring at, it was Ulrich. Ulrich was shaking him to wake him up. It had been a dream. Emily wasn't dead. Not yet.
The reality of the dream came to him. Emily could be dead. She might be dead. He had to go look for her, no matter how dangerous it was.