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Nightmares
Sleeping was scary, but you don't need to dream to have nightmares.
No it sufficed to blink a bit too slowly for your mind to assault you with the images of a thousand kin dying; their life blood splattering across your vision leaving you partially blinded and disorientated. A second was more then enough for the last faces of each and every one of your precious people to flicker across your mind in a progressive timeline.
You didn't have to have any imagination to picture the way their bodies where mutilated beyond imagination and torn limb to limb in the most grotesque scene you'd ever seen until that moment. When your emotions failed you for a moment and you let your self think it looked almost like a picture: a twisted demented painting from the most deranged, or possibly the most sane, artist you would ever come across as you saw the patterns of blood splattered sometimes seemingly randomly, other times you wondered if you could see last messages scrawled in the last of their life blood.
Sleeping was scary: your mind had an entire night to drive you insane in ways that no other mind had likely thought possible before they had fallen into the same pit.
You could see the nightmares in the glazed over expressions of the random shinobi left to their own devices for too long. It was this point when you inter veered you would hit them a bit too hard over the head before greeting them. Drawing their attentions away from their memories and back to the true nightmare: reality.
This chapter was a lot more gruesome then any of the others have been. DE spite the inconsistency of it I was imagining Tsubasa finding Kakshi daydreaming without his book open and hitting him over the head before talking about... something?
I was writing this while listening to the Legend of Ashitaka soundtrack from Princess Mononoke- quite contradictory I know.