This one's a mystery crossover. Can you guess who the Visitor is? I tried to make it as obvious as possible... again, we'll see how I do...

Disclaimer: I do not own NiGHTS or the mystery thing.

Owl had seen plenty of Visitors over the years. Most just passed through the Dream Gate in a fashion not unlike zombies, completely oblivious to their surroundings. A rather small minority actually took notice of the unused fountain and bird wearing clothes. An even smaller amount got to dualize with NiGHTS. But, no matter who they were, they always knew they were asleep. The perceptive ones always asked the same first question.

Actually, Visitors always asked a lot of questions. Somewhere along the line Owl wrote up a speech to say to all the first-timers that would answer their questions. He had even thought he'd heard all inquiries that could be asked.

"Whaddya mean I'm asleep!?"

…Until now, that is.

"Exactly that," he sighed, "you are asleep and in the world of dreams. How is that so hard to accept?"

"Because I wasn't tired at all!" The Visitor's blue eyes flashed with an emotion Owl couldn't place. "In fact, I've never been so excited as I was at that exact moment!"

"Maybe you couldn't take it and passed out?" It was possible; this Visitor looked to only be about ten.

The boy stared at Owl like he had just said Reala was hosting a charity event for orphans… or something along those lines that the Visitor would understand. "…Couldn't take it. Right. Listen birdy, I've seen things that would make you wet your petticoat."

Owl puffed up with indignant anger. How dare he! "Little boy—"

"Have you ever been eaten by a giant fish?"

And Owl thought the first question caught him off guard. "What?"

"Stared down a fire-breathing dinosaur?"

"Er…"

"Get knocked over by spiders twice your height?"

"Well…"

"Ooh, ooh, I got it. Almost be smashed into oblivion by fiery boulders spewed by an active volcano?"

"No…"

"Thought not."

"You're not helping!"

"Neither are you."

Owl gave a strangled cry of exasperation. What was with this human!? The other Visitors usually were awed by a talking owl and gratefully listened to his words of wisdom. This one just looked peeved and half listened to most of his orientation speech with ease. It was only the part about him being asleep that got him to snap out of his self induced trance.

Owl took a deep breath to calm himself, losing his cool now wouldn't help anyone.

"Can you please tell me what you were doing before you arrived here?" He asked, now closer to his desired level of calm.

The Visitor eyed him for a moment, probably confused of how quickly he was able to cool off. Then he sighed and sunk down to the ground, situating himself so he was sitting Indian fashion. Owl briefly noted that he didn't show any discomfort despite sitting on a cold cobblestone pathway and wearing only a long green shirt, matching hat and boots.

"Okay," he started, "I opened a door, entered it, pulled a sword out of a pedestal, and wound up here. The End."

Well, at least now Owl knew why the Visitor was so confused. Those were definitely not actions that would lead one to nodding off. He didn't want to admit it, but it could be possible that this child was knocked unconscious, but who would want to do something like that? And why? Also, unconsciousness was more of an uneasy sleep where the only dreams possible were nightmares.

Owl suppressed a groan. He knew he wouldn't be able to focus on anything with this mystery hanging over his head. How could the situation get any worse? Famous last words.

"Hey, Owl! What's the trou—Oh! A Visitor!"

For those of you wondering, yes, that is NiGHTS speaking that last line. The third one is about halfway done, but I wouldn't be surprised if it got uploaded a month from now.