"We found you barely alive... Too much explaining to do... Short answer... doppelganger demons, made my life shit and made me wanted by the police."<br/><br/>That was the explanation that he got. As if things couldn't get any more convoluted. Grimacing and closing his eyes tightly while rubbing his temples for a moment, he tried to process everything that had happened. He hadn't quite noticed Lilith yet, but was cognizant at least that Chrystabel had been with the person whose image had attacked him. There was really no way for him to tell what was true and what was false at the moment. At the moment, his head was still pounding and everything seemed to be swirly like he had been drinking a fair bit of alcohol.<br/><br/>When the old woman walked in with an oddly devious look on her face, he winced a bit and recalled that she had been the one tending to him. Although he also remembered... no, best not to even think about that. When she offered the salve to him, he looked at it hesitantly before cautiously taking it from her. It took a moment for him to process that it had been what she was rubbing on him, but when it did, his face grew flushed.<br/><br/>Glancing around, he spotted Lilith as well and his heart raced, but he recalled mention of doppelgangers. Might there be truth to that? Did he have any reason whatsoever to trust these women? The immediate answer seemed to be no. But the more he thought about it, the more certain he was that his attackers had fully intended to kill him -- and there seemed to be ample evidence that this group of women rescued him and the old woman healed him. Thinking for a moment, he rubbed his head before finally speaking up.<br/><br/>"I had... a lot of dreams while I was out," Sebastian began, recalling some of the more horrific ones. "But now that you mention it, they were really lucid. Maybe they were visions, I don't know. A lot of them looked like they were from the past; women burning on stakes, medieval torture devices, inquisitions, that sort of thing. There were also a lot of... I don't know what they were. There were a lot of dreams that I can't really put into words. Demons, beasts, gore, disgusting looking things that I don't even know how to begin describing. A lot of pain and anguish. It was like I was being dragged through the underworld or something. I kept seeing my f-- uh... certain faces. Not sure why, but it felt like I'd known them -- but I've never seen them before to my knowledge and I certainly couldn't tell you their names. What... is this all?"