Revy returned a moment after sunset, she found a rock looking throught a diary at a burning campfire. However, at that moment she did not pay attention to this, the food was more important. She managed to catch a few fish, which they gutted them as well as they could. Next, they baked them on the open fire and ate them. Contrary to appearances, fishes tasted not too bad, but it was rather confirmation of the rule 'The best spice is hunger', than anything. In the end, they were glad that they did not have to spend the night in an empty stomach. Just ending the last fish, she threw her bones to the side and leaned against the slope at which they sat.

"It wasn't the worst ..." she said, putting her hands on her head and closing her eyes. "But if I could, I would eat pizza."

"You caught them yourself ... If you would found Pepperoni pizza, I would love to eat it as well." Rock told finding the backrest next to her.

"If I would find a fucking pepperoni pizza in this wilderness, you wouldn't even know about it... I would eat it, whole, myself."

"Looking at the fact that you ate fish, you probably didn't find any pizza before, right?" Rock asked, closing his eyes.

"Of, fucking, course I didn't ... But after these fish I would be able to push the pizza into myself."

"So you found one?"

"Ahh, go fuck yourself..." Revy stuck a Rock with an elbow, to which, he slightly leaned to his side and laughed, but he did not react more specifically. Immediately then they both returned to their previous positions. "I wonder if there is such a thing as a pizza at all in this world." Revy directed her face towards Rock. He was still based on the escarpment at which they sat, but now he had open eyes and was staring at the sky. "Because we have already determined that we are in a different world, right?"

"Mhm ..." Rock muttered confirmingly, then raised his hand and turned his finger to the sky, he was looking at. "If you want more arguments behind it, look up ..." Revy tracked what the rock finger was directed at and looking up she saw what he meant. In the starry sky, there was something that looked like their moon, except that this space rock had a ring shimmering with greenery and red, runing around it.

"What the fuck?... Ehhh, but in all honesty ... I don't know if it is still surprising to me ..." Rock in response only was shrug in a gesture of consent. Then he returned to the observating the nightly sky. Revy also watched the starry sky, it was definitely different from the one she got used to. Apart from the strange moon, it seemed to her that the stars were brighter and there are more of them than in the sky known to her. Dutch has repeatedly told her that as she was part of the pirate crew, she has to learn astrology, but in her previous life she was not feeling it, and the sight of them did not encourage her either, because why would they. Here, however, it was different. Revy could look at them continuously, she had the impression that the flash of distant stars was hypnotizing her, and she wanted them to do it. Pure sky, illuminating them, moonlight and stars blinking behind the branches of trees. In addition, the silence of the forest, interrupted only by the sounds of single birds around and the noise of the river flowing in the distance. It all introduced, an unusual, calm mood, and even romantic. So unheard of in the life of Revy and Rock. Revy, for a moment, looked away from sky and looked at her partner. Rock still staring at the sky, despite the dirty shirt and fatigue on the face, bathed in this light of the moon looked calmer than usual. Revy, like before, was staring at the stars, so now she staring at him. There was calmness, control and some strange sense of security beating from him. Security which, Revy, was missing so much right now. She made decisions for them both to live in an unknown world, not knowing anything about him. Not knowing the threats that are lurking here, or without knowing what they can find here, she made, according to her, selfish decisions and sentenced herself and Rock to this world, hoping that it would be better here than the previous one. Rock's ignorance about this choice was something that Revy was jealous of him, but she felt that what she knew is part of the responsibility for the choice she had made.

"Everything's all right?" He asked Rock, looking at her with side of his eye, pulling her out the raceing thoughts.

"Yeah ... only ... I just lost focus for a moment ..." she answered, returning her eyes to the sky. "You know ... that's all ... a bit too much for one day ..."

"I understand you ..." Rock replied also returning his eyes to the sky above them. Revy looked back to the ground. The distance between her and Rock was not large. However, she still moved closer to him. Under the moment and atmosphere she felt, she slowly began to lower her head to his side so as to rest her head on his shoulder. She was about to put it on his shoulder, when suddenly, form the forest, the echo brought a terrifying scream. Revy interrupted everything she did and got up with a jump, clenching her hand on the handgrip of the revolver, while directing her head towards which the echo brought the sound. She leaned her head above the escarpment, watching the forest in front of her. For a moment her ears were drilled by dead scilenc, and after a while he would hear a strange roar again, reflecting from the trunks of trees, but it was quieter than the previous one. "What, the fuck, was this?" Revy heard a whisper of a Rock with visible traces of terror, she looked towards him, he stood crushed as if he was ready to escape. He looked scared, but he still stood in place as if he managed to control his flight or fight response.

"I have no idea ..." she also answered in a whisper. The sound they heard sounded like a bear roar combined with a deer howl. Initially a thick and snoring scream, that ended with elongated high pitched squeak. It was a terrifying sound and that could throw off balance. Revy directed her hand towards the lamp. "Rock ... Ignite it up and give it to me." She said in a whisper to him what he immediately did, opening the lamp and igniting it, using a piece of wood from the bonfire, then he gave it to Revy without saying a word. She took the lamp in her left hand and put it in front of herself, then she took the revolver with her right hand and layed her hand on the top of slope. Only then did she notice how her hands were shaking, the sound that they both heard did not only affect Rock. Revy took a deep breath to calm down, then the second, when the first did not help, at the same time she watched the forest in front of her. The forest was bathed in the fog and darkness, which was only distracted in some places by light reflected from the moon and hardly was breaking through the crowns of trees. In addition, the atmosphere around them became heavy, and the air seemed to thicken. Revy sharpened her senses looking at the darkness of the forest and listening. Dead silence was suddenly interrupted by another roar, even quieter than the previous one, more muffled. Involuntarily, Revy hid behind the escarpment, but leaned out again after a while, to observe the surroundings around them. After a minute, however, there were no traces of a strange sound, the deaf silence of silence interrupted by roars, was replaced by the sounds of birds on trees, and the heavy atmosphere melted like camphor. Revy slided down the embankment, joining the Rock, keeping the revolver in her hand. "Whatever it was, I think it went away..."

"Have you seen what it was?" Rock asked being slightly more composed than before, although still crouching on his feet, ready to escape.

"No ..." she replied shaking her head. "It was too far and through this fog can't see shit ..."

"Maybe thats better ..." Rock added, and took a deep breath. "What now?"

"Since it left, maybe it will not come back too quickly ... Let's wait here... That, something, did not pay much attention to us, when we were here. Mayby, we are safe here." Revy replied, releasing the hammer and hiding the revolver in the holster.

"Okay ..." Rock approached the fire, adding wood to it. "In the morning we should go down the river, maybe then we can get to some settlement or village ..." Revy nodded, agreeing with him. "In addition, since we stay here, we should set a watch, just in case if it was to come back or something else."

"You're right ... I'll take the first watch, then I will wake you up to change me." Revy said after a moment of reflection.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm not so tired, and this whole fucking situation put me in high gear... Besides, if something is about to come soon, it is better if I am conscious ..." she added, patting the holstered revolver with her hand. Rock only a slightly nodded head, agreeing with her.

"Okay ... if something happens, wake me up..." he added laying on the grass by the slope.

"Sure." She threw, looking at his back, then turned her eyes towards the fire. In the meantime, Rock began to get ready to sleep on the grass. He put a bag under his head as a makeshift pillow, but when laying in his side, something began to bite him in his thigh. He reached into his pocket to pull out a medallion, which he had previously found on Revy boots, and which sketch was in the journal from the bag. The vision of satisfying hunger in the stomach made him forgot about it as soon as Revy came back. However, in her absence he managed to decipher some records about the medallion, unfortunately he did not find out anything specific. He was still able to read only individual words. There was something written, about the local religion, in the notes about the medallion, of course, if only he understood the text correctly. In all this, however, what he wondered the most was, where did Revy had this from. The most obvious answer would be that she took it from the corpse and didn't say anything about it, so that they would not argue about robbing the dead again. Maybe this dead was a follower of that religion? But if so, why would he sketch and describe the pendant that he carried. Rock was not sure about his logic in all of this. He looked again at the medallion that he was holding in his hand, then put it in his pocket and closed his eyes. He managed to fall asleep quite quickly, the amount of emotions he experienced last day definitely helping him fall asleep. And when he fall to sleep, Revy was left alone on watch, observing the surroundings around them, listening to the forest in search of something that could have alerted her about danger.

Over the next few hours, Revy did not hear anything that could worry her. The night silence was interrupted only by the sounds of birds, the splash of the river near them, the cracking of burning wood in the fire and from time to time, the sounds of sleeping rock. After some time, Revy's vigilance, previously raised with a strange roar, began to fall slowly. To her surprise, she began to make sleepy and her thoughts began to wander. When she was in her world, she always had problems with falling asleep. To fall asleep, she had to anesthetize herself with a decent dose of alcohol, or drown out thoughts with loud music. All this to avoid all the terrible memories and thoughts to which her brain wandered any times she did not make it busy. However, now. Now Revy didn't need it. Her mind did not force her to re -experience her past, nor did he lead her among the voices from which she would heard everything she would prefer not to. As if she was free from a bloody red fog, which covering everything else, and showed and told her only what she would not want to see and hear. As if after her death she actually received a second chance from fate and conscience as well. Revy felt her slowly falling while sitting. She quickly forced herself to wake up, but even then she felt tired. Drowsily, she rose from the place she sat and yawned, went to the Rock.

"Hey Rock ..." she said, kneeling next to him and shaking him gently first. And when it did not have the effect, she did it a little harder. "Fuck, Rock get your ass up, you will change me." She spoke throwing him even more. Revy was about to raise her hand to wake up Rock with another, more effective method, but fortunately for himself, he managed to wake up.

"Alright... Alright I am getting up ..." he said, rising and rubbing his eyes. Sitting down, he looked around himself and slightly sad.

"Something happened?" She asked Revy concerned by Rock behavior.

"No ... I just ... For a moment I thought I woke up in Roanapur, and this whole world was just a dream." Rock looked ahead with a slight profession in his eyes, making Revy feel a slight discomfort. However, right after that, he returned to the present. "Have I slept for a long time? And did something happen in the meantime?"

"From a few hours ... The moon is already going on. If I were to guess, there is a three hours of night left." She answered Revy by removing the belt with a holster. "And the night was calm, nothing was happening. I almost died of boredom ..." she added laying herself next to the belt.

"Okay, it's good to know ..." Rock answered with a slight smile.

"As if something was happening, you know what to do..." she said, putting her hand next to the handgrip of the revolver lying in the holster and closed her eyes. "And if nothing happens, either wake me up in some 4 or 5 hours, or let me sleep until noon ..." Rock just laughed slightly hearing her.

"Sure Revy." He replied watching their surroundings from a sitting position. It was calm. The forest lived with its night mode, and the bonfire that they ignited continued to burn, although Rock had the impression that some fuel could be added. Rock slowlly got up from the place where he sat and dusted his suit pants from dirt. It didn't do much, however. His pants were still dirty, and even torn in a few places. He picked up the bag from the ground, and then bypassed the sleeping Revy and went to the fire. He bent down, and took a few sticks from the supply, and then threw them into the fire to keep it still burning. Immediately afterwards he looked over the slope. There he only saw the dark forest was covered in the fog. He bent down for the lamp, which stood right at the slope. He lighted it using campfire, and then looked over the slope again, this time with the lantern in his hand. He slowly scanned the surroundings around them, from right to left. However, nothing attracted his attention. Once again, he slowly scanned the horizon in search of anything to be sure that nothing was waiting for them in the darkness of the forest, but again the oil lamp only illuminated the tree trunks and a thick fog. Even if there was a threat there, he would not see him, unless he would go to look for him, which Rock did not intend to do.

Rock went back down, to the foot of the escarpment and sat down by the fire. The flash of fire and its heat accompanied by the sounds of cracking wood, made Rock feel comfortable, despite the fact that he was unable to know what he was behind the dense wall of the fog 50 meters from him. He looked at the sky. He saw what Revy mentioned. The mysterious, unknown moon with the ring, moved on the sky and inexorably began to approach the horizon line, signaling the end of the night. Rock stretched further sitting by the fire, and then reached into his pocket for the moon-shaped medal and blue stone in the middle. The pendant that dropped Revy, the only clue he had. He reached into the bag with his hand to pull out the journal. It was true that he could ask Revy about this pendant, when she would wake up, but there was still a lot of time, and he was sure that Revy had hid something from him. And the pendant was related to it. He opened the journal and began to run through pages until he found the one with a sketch of the pendant. He began to study the text slowly. Initially, he only understood individual words, but with each moment, he understood more and more of written words, and with these sentences made of them. As if a strange language and its alphabet, was becoming more and more familiar and understandable, until at some point, he began to understand almost every word written on cards illuminated by the flash of a bonfire. Finally, understanding what is written, he began to read the whole fragment about the pendant from the beginning. The text describing the appearance of the pendant did not impress him. He had pendant before his eyes and reading description, he could only agree with it. A silver pendant with the appearance of the moon, but without a ring, with a blue stone in the middle. There was a mention of the goddess of the night and her chosen ones who would receive such medallions from her. This was interested, but he quickly considered it a local religious practice, giving away the talismans of faith was not unusual even in his world. Rock turned the page to read further, slowly absorbing the lines of letters. But then he took his eyes away from the journal and look at the medallion in his hand with a surprise in eyes. He put down the journal, then unwinded the strap on which the medallion was hung, put him in front of a flash of fire, only to make big eyes from surprise.

Revy heard the muffled sound of a gunshot. She felt pain in her chest. She felt the cold begin to fill her body. But she didn't open her eyes. She was afraid of what she would see. She felt the boards, she was lying on, bend, as if someone was walking around her. She heard someone's voice. It sounded familiar, but she couldn't even tell if it was male or female. Slowly she started to open her eyes to see who was standing over her.

She opened her eyes, only to be blinded by the sun peeking at her through the trees. Someone's voice was replaced by the sound of trees swaying gently by the wind and the chirping of birds. Revy propped herself up on her elbows to sit up, then rubbed her eyes with her hand to fully erase the traces of her bad dream. The first in her new life, not as bad as previous ones tho. Revy looked around, seeing Rock sitting by the smoldering campfire, looking at her.

"Are you okay Revy?" He asked without getting up.

"Yes... I'm fine..." She replied, standing up and stretching, then picked up her gun belt and fastened it around her hips. And then she walked over to Rock. "Has the sun been shining for a long time?"

"It has been about two hours since sunrise..."

"Okay, I guess nothing interesting happened last night since we're still alive..." She replied, looking down the river they were supposed to walk today. "We can go, unless you need the morning toilet..." She added with a slight smile, wanting to tease her partner.

"No..." Rock replied calmly. "But before we go, can you tell me where you got this?"

"Where did I get what?" Revy asked, turning towards him, only to see him holding a silver medallion between his fingers. She instinctively grabbed the pocket where she had kept it earlier, which was empty. "Rock... I have no fucking idea what the fuck are you talking about... I'm seeing this thing for the first time in my life..." Rock stood up and walked towards her, holding the medallion in his hand

"Revy..." Rock continued as he walked up to her, a serious expression on his face. "That pendant fell out of your pocket yesterday..." Revy simply looked away from him and gritted her teeth in anger, not wanting to listen to Rock. However, he continued. "Plus... The sketch of this pendant was in this notebook..." Rock paused to grab the journal from his bag. He leafed through it and then showed Revy the sketch. "You see?" She looked at him out of the corner of her eye, seeing what he was talking about. She wanted to comment on it, but before she could, Rock took the journal and started reading from it. "It is written here that only people who entered into an agreement with the goddess of the night, Lumalia, receive such a medallion..." Rock spoke as if he was in some kind of trance. Revy, on the other hand, was gritting her teeth harder and harder. She wanted to interrupt him somehow, but Rock was talking too fast for an opportunity that would also save her face. Rock, however, did not notice, or did not want to notice, her puzzlement and continued reading from the journal. "Such a medallion is blessed by the goddesses, so it does not leave a shadow..." He read a fragment of the diary, then put his hand with the hanging medallion towards her, finally seeming to notice her. "Guess what happened when I held it to the light..." Revy looked out of the corner of her eye towards it, and at the ground where their shadows were falling. She saw the shadow of her figure, Rock's slightly taller figure, the shadow of his hand, the strpie that hung from it, but without the shadow of the medallion.

"He didn't have a shadow..." Revy replied through her teeth, not even surprised by the development, but so overwhelmed by Rock's reaction, that she was unable to say anything else.

"Exactly..." Rock replied, calmly, as if he had already burned up all his reserves of emotions and was left with only cold calculation. Then, after a while, he calmly added. "Revy, are you hiding from me?... Please tell me..." Revy hearing him gritted her teeth tightly, but then, something inside her broke.

"Ahh FUCK!" Revy screamed and then lunged at him, grabbing his shirt. "YOU DIED ROCK! ME AND YOU! WE DIED! I COULDN'T DEFEND YOU, DID YOU GET IT? YOU GOT A FUCKING BULLET IN THAT FUCKING THICK HEAD OF YOURS, UNDERSTAND?! YOU! WERE! FUCKING! DEAD!" Revy screamed in his face, holding him to the ground. She screamed at him, but not out of anger. Rock easily saw the terror in her eyes that he had never seen. "You were fucking dead and... and... And I was fucking dying too..." She said, her voice fading. "I was laying there behind that fucking bar bleeding out... Looking at your dead body with that fucking hole in your head... Do you know how fucking horrible that was?!" Revy continued, no longer screaming, but still raising her voice and being shocked. "And then this silver chick showed up... She said she liked me or some shit... And that she could resurrect us in her fucking world... And you know, I didn't really believe her, but what was the fucking harm in trying and we were still dead ..." She talked about it as if she were talking to herself, and then she finally slid off of him and sat on the ground. "What the fuck was I supposed to do Rock?... Please fucking tell me what I could have done! It seemed like the best option..."

Rock thought in silence for a moment longer about what Revy had just said. The news that he had actually died, hit him like a car. The fact was that he had theorytize about it, but it was one thing to theorytizing it and another thing to hear it. He rubbed his forehead with his hand as if trying to find the bullet hole, but of course, he couldn't find it. Rock looked at Revy. She was looking at him with panicked eyes, drained of emotions, he thought that tears were gathering in her eyes, although he couldn't believe it, because it was so uncharacteristic of her. Rock pushed himself into a sitting position and looked ahead. But a moment later he took a deep breath and stood up.

"Let's go down the river..." He said calmly, walking towards her and extending his hand to help her up. Without looking up, she grabbed his hand and pulled herself up, with his help and followed him towards the river.

For the next two hours they walked in silence. Rock, looking up in front, and Revy two steps behind him, staring at the ground. The atmosphere between them was heavy and uncertain. Revy kept gritting her teeth, thinking about what had happened since they woke up in this world. What could she have done differently? Could she have said something else? Should she have told Rock what happened from the beginning? Or should, she have continued to pretend that she didn't know anything two hours ago, would everything have been easier then? Of course, the easiest thing would have been to just not enter Yellow Flag that day, but unfortunately they both did. She looked up at Rock's back. He walked straight ahead, focused, without a trace of hesitation. Revy lowered her head again, clenching her teeth and fists tighter. She felt that Rock was angry with her. She felt guilty. Pissed off. It was her fault they were dead, but Rock shouldn't be mad at her for wanting a second chance. He shouldn't be offended because she made decisions for him. He shouldn't not talk to her just because she took him to this world with her, because she didn't want to be lonely here. In the end, he deserves this more than she, he shouldn't be mad at her choice.

Revy began to get lost in her thoughts, deeper and deeper, when she sudenlly heard Rock's voice. A voice that sounded full of delight and energy. "Revy look! Bridge!" Revy looked up and saw Rock just pointing ahead. Where the finger of his left hand hung, she saw a wooden bridge, built at the edge of the forest, between two embankments on both sides of the river. Within seconds, they both started running towards the bridge and then climbing up the embankment. The slope was about two meters high at this place. Revy managed to climb it first. As soon as she stood at the top of the slope, she bent down to give Rock a helping hand. Rock grabbed her hand and started climbing with her help. It was then that Revy looked at Rock's face for the first time since the last two hours. There wasn't even a trace of anger on his face. There were plenty of other emotions that Revy couldn't categorize, but there was no anger there. Revy stopped pulling him, for a moment, in surprise, but then went back to helping him. She pulled Rock in, and as soon as he stepped onto solid ground, he brushed himself off and stepped forward and peered out through the bushes.

Revy watched him the whole time. He was focused, determined, composed. Despite the multitude of emotions fighting within him, he refused to give in. Revy, on the other hand, felt like she was about to shiver, from too big amount of them. Even in another world, she was still herself and still couldn't cope with strong emotions. She felt like she needed a drink to calm herself down and quell her emotions, but she had nothing. She was pulled out of her thoughts again by Rock calling her name. Hearing his voice, Revy suddenly calmed down and focused, she calmly walked up and stood next to him, seeing what he saw. In front of them, behind a few bushes and trees, there was a dirt road and next to it there was a large wooden building with a fence and a few other wooden buildings in the further part.

"We should go over and say hello... Maybe whoever or whatever lives there will be able to help us somehow." Rock said in a calm voice.

"I can always shoot them and then we can take everything waths valuable..." Revy added, placing her hand on the handgrip of the revolver.

"Revy!"

"What?"

"Let's make sure that, our life in this world doesn't start with killing... Okay?... These people can be decent." Revy sighed but removed her hand from the revolver.

"Okey, we can do that Rock..." Revy replied, folding her arms. "But as soon as they try to do something to us, I will pull a gun on them."

"Okay..." Rock replied with relief as he started to make his way through the bushes towards the road, Revy followed after him, only being two steps back. However, at one point she stopped and started listening. Rock noticed that his partner had stopped and looked towards her. "Is something wrong, Revy?" Suddenly, Revy grabbed his hand and pulled him behind the tree, hiding with him. But after a moment Rock leaned slightly to see what was happening. Immediately afterwards, he noticed six men on horses on the road. They were all dressed in dark colors, with large hats on their heads, with masks on their faces, and weapons in their hands.

"I heard them coming..." She said, leaning out on the other side of the tree. "Fuck... They look like a fucking wild west bandits..." She added after a while, taking a better look at them, to which Rock could only nod. Rock and Revy crouched behind a tree as the six men huried past them. Luckily for them, they didn't notice them and they drove past, stopping their horses only at the wooden building, and then, kicking in the door, three of them went inside. Rock and Revy heard gunshots and screams coming from the building. "So... Let's wait until they take what they want and then see what we can get from the leftovers?" Rock looked at his partner with disgust.

"Revy!" Rock shouted in a whisper. "We should help them..."

"What happened to your 'let's not start with killing'?" Rock just looked at Revy with stern look. "Okay, okay... I knew you would say that, I'm just teasing you... Stay behind the cover and I'll take care of it..." Revy replied with a slight smile, then grabbed the handle of her revolver and lunged for another cover closer to the building. She slowly pulled revolver from its holster. It was heavy, it was hard to pull it out of the holster, as if it was stuck to the inside. As she held it, it felt like it was two or three times heavier than before. Or maybe? She thought of something, but that was impossible. There, before her, was her first shooting since her death. Did she just start to feel fear?

Wow, that was quite a long chapter with not much action, I hope you didn't die by boredom. I might went little overboard with Revy's reaction here and there, but oh well. I figured she would have have quite a strong reaction to Rock's death, for sure, stronger than to her own death.

Anyway. I hope you have liked that chapter. In next chapter there will be finally some action.