A/N: I would've updated sooner, but I was dealing with an appendicitis and had to have surgery to have it removed. But I'm feeling a lot better now!

I'm not too sure how this chapter is going to turn out as it only has a lot of description and not a lot of dialogue. But rest assured, that there's going to be a lot going on in the next few chapters. Hopefully those few chapters and the epilouge, the story will end.

Another note: There is another dream in this fic, hence the italics. Same with Mike's writing, also in italics. Hope this doesn't confuse you.

The rest of the day was rather quiet.

It only consisted on how they plan to get the nighlock out of the nether world so Mike and the others who were affected by this can get their voices back. The archive wasn't too much of a help, it provided them nothing that would be of resource.

Waiting it out wasn't an option, knowing that the nighlock won't go appear on its own. They knew that with the stolen voices, he was stronger and wasn't going to let go for any rangers for any reason. The team had to figure out how to lure him out. Nothing that they came up with would be good enough. It was like pulling teeth; the nighlock was that stubborn.

They came out empty at the end of the day. There was no plan, no way of luring the nighlock.

It was frustrating for everyone, not only because of that; it was the fact that they only had less than 24 hours to defeat the nighlock. Mike needed to figure out something. He didn't want to be mute forever; he could tell the others were missing him talking to them and his personality. Everyone noticed that he wasn't himself at all after his voice was stolen. Not only was his voice taken away, so was his confidence and his funny personality. Mike didn't play any pranks or not making any effort to play his video games or filling his face with food.

He was determined to figure out how to defeat this nighlock and that was all he was focused on. After his talk with Kevin and the moment that he had with Emily made him want this all done and over with. Even if it meant staying up all night, his determination wasn't going to stop him.

Mike tried to look through the archive again and again to see if he had missed something. He also tried to see if there were other books that he can see if there was something that the archives missing; but he found nothing. Frustrated that his mind went blank and couldn't think of anything, Mike put the book down and lay back down on his bed to think. After what felt like hours, his eyes began to get heavy and soon drifted off to sleep.

-Unspoken Dreams-

Keeping herself distracted, Emily was listening to some music, singing a part of a lyric every once in a while. This is something that the team, even Mike didn't know about, she had a wonderful voice. She was good with the flute, but kept her other talent a secret in order to prevent any embarrassment.

At the same time, she was thinking about the recent events this morning. Emily told Mike that she loved him and he couldn't say it back. His eyes said so much but she wanted to hear it from him. She missed him very bad, even though he was right there with her, with her in his arms, silently giving her positive energy though his smile; it was his voice that she was missing the most.

Now she wasn't interested in listening to music anymore. Emily placed her music player down on her dresser and just lay down on the bed. Her mind went blank; nothing seems to be helping to drown out the events.

She was also determined to get everyone's voice back; she wasn't going to rest either. Both Mike and Emily wanted the nighlock gone, not only for Mike's sake but the ones that were affected by the voice stealing monster. She couldn't imagine what the families of those affected are going through, she could only think of sadness and the loss of hope that their loved ones are never going to speak again. That gave them more determined to bring this nighlock to an end.

All of her thinking was wearing her out as well as her eyes were getting heavy and slowly, she too drifted off to sleep.

-Unspoken Dreams-

The team was looking at the wall to where the nighlock took his leave for the gap, trying to figure out how to get him out. Again after thinking of scenario after scenario, they took a break… except for Mike and Emily. While they were thinking, Emily took out her music player and sang a song that she dedicated to Mike. He was listening to Emily in awe, as her voice was being carried into the air as every note was hit perfectly. All a while he was listening to her, they weren't aware that the nighlock was coming towards them from the gap.

"Emily, keep singing!" Mike exclaimed, "It's drawing the nighlock out!"

And that's what Emily did. She kept on singing the same song until the nighlock was completely out of the gap. After the nighlock was out, she stopped singing and turned off her music player. The rest of the team was gathered around the two as they faced the nighlock together.

Emily's eyes popped open as she woke up. It was all a dream; she had to stop and think for a moment or two before turning over to look at the music player that was lying on her lamp table. How was her music player, her voice and her dream linked? Was it just a dream or some kind of way to get the nighlock out from the nether world?

Her mind kept on thinking as she got up from her bed and walked over to Mike's room to gently open the door. She saw him awake as well, reading the archive book again, only to read a different page in it, a page that they apparently over looked.

"Mike?" She whispered, grasping his attention.

He looked up to her and motioned her over to his bed to have her look at the archives.

"I had the strangest dream just now."

Mike looked in her eyes and for that moment, he thought about something. He gave Emily the book to read where he was looking at and took out a pen and paper and wrote something down. She wasn't interested in the book, she was interested on what he was writing down and as he was, she had a gut feeling about what he wrote. That made her nervous.

Mike then gave her the paper. She read it carefully; her eyes widened while she read the note.

"If your dream was about you singing to get the nighlock out of the gap, I had the same dream." Mike wrote.

"That means our dreams were linked." Emily replied.

Mike only nodded as he took her hand.