Ester looked over at Chance, still a bit startled about her dream. "I... it was just a bad dream" she muttered, still seeming out of it. What WAS the deal Chance talked about that he and the Fierce Deity had made? Just the idea made her uncomfortable. After all, from what her father had told her, it seemed evil. Like no one should ever come in contact with this mask, or terrible things would happen. So far, it had helped them. Twice. But something told her it might have been because of that deal.<br/><br/>Ester shook her head. "Well, we better get going... I'm probably not going to get any more sleep after that..." She clambered out of bed, and looked down at her gown with slight annoyance. Why, oh why, did it have to be so huge? It was about a full yard of cloth, and she was sure she would only need about a quarter of that to cover her entire body from head to toe!