text: You writhe tossing the sheets off you as you lie in bed, panting. Another nightmare. Another night of horrors, terrors and daemonic voices screaming at your soul. You take a deep breath. Focus. In. Out. In. Out. You rest your head against the pillow, sighing. 
  
  
  Suddenly, Fay appears in the doorway, wearing combat armor, scratching at her short hair.
  
  
  "Morning," she says.
  > You say "What are you doing here?"
  "I came to check if you were up, and the door was open," Fay says.
  
  
  "OK. I'm up," you reply.
  
  
  "Cool," Fay replies, not moving. "Hurry up and get ready, it's too late for lying around.
  
  
  You stare at her, waiting from her to move.
  
  
  "What?" she asks.
  
  
  "So... I sleep naked," you say.
  
  
  "Oh," Fay says, blushing. "I'll... I'll wait outside." 
  
  
  Fay steps outside, and the door closes behind her.
  
  
  You stand, and quickly walk to the bathroom. You stare at your reflection in the bathroom mirror, taking a deep breath as the voices start. 
  
  
  "Aren't you curious? What is Elios planning? Why is Elizabeth so quiet? Where is Kyros' body? No one's found it."
  
  
  "You're a Psyker. A nice steak, the embrace of a lover, the joys of the material world is nothing compared to what I can offer you."
  
  
  "Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth to dust. The same will happen to you. Embrace the rot and decay that comes with life."
  
  
  "Kill! Maim! Burn! Kill! Maim! Burn! Kill! Maim! Burn!"
  
  
  You're gaining a certain level of familiarity with the daemons in your head. Now that Meliodas has vanished, more has come to fill your head. You've began naming them, one of the few ways you think you'll remain sane with them. Question Mark constantly tempts you with knowledge. Fucky tempts you with fantastic pleasures beyond compare. Rotgut is the embodiment of laziness, and makes you want to lie in bed in your own filth. Smiley is just fucking bonkers.
  
  
  Tzeentch's Keys, you miss Meliodas.
  
  
  You quickly get dressed, before calling Fay. She opens the door, strolling inside.
  
  
  "Hey, Karth," she smiles.
  
  
  "Is she planning on betraying you? Is she loyal? You don't know... but I do," Question Mark says. 
  
  
  "Slit her throat, rape the stab wound and feel the blood run down your arm as you devour her throat! Feel pure blissful sensation!" Fucky whispers.
  
  
  "Embrace your pestilence. You are filth. You are decay. But that is OK. You are still loved," Rotgut says.
  
  
  "BURN! MAIM! KILL!" Smiley screams.
  
  
  Fay raises an eyebrow, rapping her knuckles against your head.
  
  
  "Hello, anyone in there?" she asks.
  
  
  "More than you know," you reply.
  
  
  "Meliodas back?"
  
  
  "New guys. At least there's some variety."
  
  
  "Are they saying anything about me?" Fay smiles.
  
  
  "Cunt! Take her fucking head!" Smiley screams.
  
  
  "I think they like you," you reply, as Fay laughs.
  
  
  "You sure you're OK?" 
  
  
  "Tip top," you reply.
  
  
  The barrage of voices screams answers in your head, as you take a deep breath. Fay gently slaps you across the face. 
  
  
  "Karth, come on, come back to me," she says.
  
  
  "I'm fine," you reply, as Fay gives you a concerned look.
  
  
  "If you're sure," she asks nervously. "Come on, we need to get to the war room for the morning meeting."