<span style="font-style: italic">"Nightmares?"</span>A thought of an inevitable oblivion of darkness passed through John's mind before his mind caught onto Nyah's words.<span style="font-style: italic"> "I ... I have dreams." </span>His eyes finally lifted from the tan dirt only to glance at the fire pit. A small gust of wind ruffled his hair , and caused a small shiver to pass down his body.<span style="font-style: italic">"They..." </span>Crackling of branches, and slight crumples from leaves being blown seemed to stir Nyah's attention, and he was once again left in his horrid mind.<br/><br/>A considerable amount of time passed between them before he was yanked from the silence by a voice.<span style="font-style: italic">â€œEphyra, Jon, Nyah.â€ </span>A name faded into his mind like an old echo Seria that was the name of the fiery red head his eyes glanced on. Ephyra or Tyne as he had nicknamed her ( somehow his memory made him remember that) must have rejoined them. Maybe the silence was just in his head? For all he knew a conversation could of passed , and he'd missed it due to his...air headed ways.<br/><br/>" Hmm , Seria---" The moment his eyes fell on alex he couldn't help but tear them away. There was a small inkling that the two of them had...somehow...done something to each other to cause strain between them? Of course they were out in the middle of nowhere so why did ---<br/><br/>A huff a smoke, and a sound like a fire interrupted his thoughts  as his eyes glanced upon a fire in the fire pit. His feet took him a little further back, trying to distant himself from the fire.<span style="font-style: italic">"Vanhishikha."</span>All the while his ears were hearing a voice drifting off the wind? How was that? Never mind , fact was sudden darkness was covering the area, almost like night had come too fast, and the fire was blazing gray smoke swirling to the sky. The name seemed to repeat itself getting louder , and louder with each second till he felt like his brain was going to explode. His hand desperately reached into his pocket , grabbing a Cig , and lighting it as if his life depended on it.<br/><br/><br/>It wasnâ€™t long till the embers of the fire just went out. Which was almost impossible for that to happen unless you had twenty buckets of water, and absolutely no wind. His lips seemed to allow the Cig in his mouth to drop to the ground as the group was sent into total and utter darkness. His vision seeming to completely disappear with the darkness, trees becoming casted into shadow, and the moon seemed to fade  before his eyes. The world itself seemed covered in darkness. " Tyne? Nyah? Seria? Alex? Anyone? "<br/><br/>Right then  he saw the shadows of the group heading for the forest. He heaved a sigh.<span style="font-style: italic">Why is that everything bad always happens in the forest?</span>He thought. When no one answered. He glanced around and decided to follow his fellow child hood friends into disaster. His feet slammed onto the dirt ground. Gaining speed as he made his way into the dark, and slightly daunting woods. Once he made it into the woods he tried again to call out again. But he got the same result.<br/><br/>After about 5 minutes through the woods he decided stopped to lean against the tree. It wouldnâ€™t do any good to follow the others when he could barely see them. The swish of the wind felt nice against his burning body.<span style="font-style: italic">Wait burning body?</span>He thought and chuckled. He rested his head against the tree. As usual a massive head ache was coming on. Which was a sign of those freaky events that he sees in mirrors, or for that matter anywhere.<br/><br/>The darkness felt utterly painful. In a way that was again familiar. But this time he knew darkness meant bad. Isnâ€™t being split up a bad thing? Once again he found himself chuckling at his thoughts. A crunch of leaves cause him to jump as he looked closer it was just a cat. He sighed and tried to carefully wait for the darkness to go away. But he knew this could be a whileâ€¦since first off he was alone in the woods. Well it felt like it. There was no way of finding the others at the moment, and every sound startled him to hell and back. It was then that he looked at his ring. Which glowed a bright yellow. What the? He shook his head, and continued to wait to see what would happen next. He hoped soon that he would see the moon so that he could see the other, or at least find them.