A/N: Written for the Duel World Challenge, vs. Nightmare Penguin.
Dreams and Nightmares
17. Nightmare X
When the girl took of her mask, Hikora realised she was Sorincha. Even if the mask was so different. Even if she'd looked unrecognisable until the mask had come off. Even if her skin was, even now, white like the corpse in his nightmares, and her eyes like glass, reflecting the light around – the light empowered by the souls of children like them.
But it was Sorincha, and he reached for her. She put her mask in his hands. 'Come,' she said, laughing. 'Dream with me, brother.'
'Sorincha!' he screamed. She moved away from him, behind him, out of sight.