Reika soon calmed and remained soft, breathing steady and quiet. The dream remained peaceful and gentle as it had before, her mind caught on the vision and believing it was real; or making herself believe it was so, to keep from returning to the darkness of her nightmares before. She didn't hear nor realize Kate was gone as the girl left, but remained in her happy state of mind even after that point.<br/><br/>Alyxander, however, wasn't having such a peaceful slumber himself. He too was being plagued by dark and horrible memories, but without Kate's comfort he couldn't fight them off.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">The darkness surrounding the terrible scene was full of shadows and trees; a forest at night no doubt. The moon was blocked out by clouds. Alyx was younger, still a child, probably no older than eight at that moment. He was walking along a trail through the forest, carrying a bag of grain that he had been sent out to get by his parents from a neighboring mill. All of a sudden, everything turned into a frenzy of hissing and cries of pain as the little boy was attacked by a small band of people; no, vampires.</span><br/><br/>"No... What have I done to deserve this?"<br/><br/>He was breathing hard from his struggling whimpering slightly and tossing and turning. He barely realized he was struggling around until he felt a gentle touch on his forehead and chest. He was never completely asleep, always partly aware of his surroundings.<span style="font-style: italic">"Alyx, is Kate."</span>His struggling calmed, but the dream continued. The quiet whining and whimpering prevailed even after he stopped fighting.