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PJ read the map for a third time since they entered the area.
"It should be around here," he said in an insecure tone.
"You said that like three times now," Max G. countered with a hint of sarcasm.
They scanned their surroundings, until a small school building in happy colors caught their eyes. In the center of the crowded front yard was a carving title that said Radiant Elementary School.
"There it is," Sarox said.
Though they had located the school, there was a minorproblem: one of the children on the campus was the potential daydreamer. They just needed to find out who he or she is. It bothered Sarox that he forgot to ask Merlin the child's name.
"How're we going to find that boy?" Max G. asked toward no one specific.
"Remember, Mr. Merlin said the kid has something in possession that can access his dreams," PJ explained. "If we can find out what seems suspicious..."
"We can narrow it down?" Marlene picked up his line and trailed into a question.
"Like that's the easiest thing to do,"Sarox thought to himself.
He looked through the kids that crowded the yard. No one looked suspicious, but he knew they couldn't judge anything by the way it looks. He began to think through the few details he was given. A boy who likes to dream... possesses something that represents them... has strong dreams.
Before he could finish his train of thought, a group of Shadow Heartless emerged from the shadows and interrupted. The children shrieked and began to run back into the school in fear.
"Heartless!" Max confirmed with a loud scream.
"Out of all the times to get caught up with them," Sarox complained quietly as he pulled out his Keyblade.
The others pulled their weapons out; Sarox's arms clung around his torso before a force of invisible energy burst out of his clothes. In the next second, the colors on his outfit changed from black and white to gold and black. A white Keyblade appeared near his left hand, distancing by inches. Both the hand and Keyblade were covered in a golden yellow aura that magically tied them together.
"It's showtime!" he exclaimed confidently.
And then battle commenced.
Max ran toward the entrance with the other students. Running as fast as he could to escape the Heartless, a sudden pressure knocked his hand off balance and the journal in his hand disappeared behind the pressuring crowd of squeezing students that pushed him further away. He fought back the pressure, using all that strength that he could manage to fight through and reach his journal. It overwhelmed him in a matter of seconds.
Even though the monsters were hidden behind the running kids, he could see the "antennas" above their heads. He tried to maintain focus on retreating the journal, which was several steps away. Before he could come through, several sets of arms suddenly wrapped around his arms and torso, and pushed him back.
"Wait, my journal!" he said desperately. No one could hear him through the screams. He was pulled away, back into the building.
"We can't thank you enough," Mr. Electricidad said while shaking Sarox's hand.
He resumed his average form before Mr. Electricidad emerged to thank them.
"Those things never stop coming."
"Yeah, that can be annoying," Max G. commented sarcastically and then added. "But at least you have the town's defense mechanism and the Radiant Garden Protection Committee to watch your backs."
Mr. Electricidad nodded. Not many of the townsfolk had fighting skills as good as the committee. If anything happened, they could only count on them and the defense program to protect them.
"I suppose you're right."
Marlene looked around the area. It's become quieter than a few minutes ago, now that there were fewer kids in the yard. Some of them were probably still in class, others had returned home. Among the kids in the area, she noticed a boy with his back facing her. His head turned from left to right and back again several times every few seconds, focusing mainly on the ground. She slowly walked toward the boy, away from her friends.
"Hey," she said once she was close enough.
The boy turned his head over shoulder to look at her.
"Hey," he said politely.
"What're you looking for?" she asked carefully.
He returned to his search again. "My journal. I dropped it during the commotion. I'm sure it was here somewhere...," his answer trailed off into mutters in desperation. Marlene pitied the boy.
Meanwhile, a thought hit Sarox like a jackhammer.
"Sorry to ask. Merlin sent us here to look for some kid. Do you know anyone who likes to dream?" he asked the teacher directly.
It took him a moment to think through anything at all. "Well," he began. "There are many students here who like dreaming, but there's one boy in particular that likes to dream more than most of them. He's a student of mine, Max."
PJ turned to look at his friend, "Max". Apparently this boy shared the same name with his friend. Mr. Electricidad flickered his eyes around the yard for a moment, then found Max by a statue with Marlene standing a few feet behind him.
"There he is," he pointed.
They approached the boy together. "What're you looking for, Max?"
Max stopped searching and straightened to greet Mr. Electricidad.
"I dropped my journal around here when the monsters attacked."
Sarox worried. Was this journal a portal to his dream? Were those Heartless after the journal? He hadn't noticed any Heartless holding something during the fight. There weren't many of them, so it was easy to tell. Someone else must have picked it up.