"M-m-mister Zato?" a small voice choked out across the room.<br/><br/>The pile of bedsheets moved slightly, A face appearing from a gap in them. Mary's cheeks were wet with tears, and her red eyes, peeked out staring at the Monk.<br/><br/>The little girl's voice was high and trembling.<br/><br/>"Don't let them get me Mister Zato..."<br/><br/>The bedsheets shuffled closer dragging across the floor with a small *shfff...shfff...* sound, interrupted only by the slow, quiet padding of bare feet on the wooden floor.<br/><br/>She grabbed his habit.<br/><br/>"T-They were after me Mister Zato, and I was running but they were faster, b-but then looked round and they were shadows with horrible glowing eyes, then I t-t-tripped and t-t-t-they caught me and-and-and then they were screaming and I was crying s-s-so I woke up but the screaming wouldn't stop, t-they're still coming for me Mister Zato, please don't let them get me, I-I-I don't want to..."<br/><br/>Mary was cut off as she broke down again, her little voice nothing but sobbing and tears as the tiny girl's legs gave way and she fell into a lump on the floor at Zato's feet, she'd let go of his habit, and her hands were balled up into fists which covered the young girl's eyes as she desperately sought to wipe the still falling tears from her face.