(Oh yeahâ€¦oh and donâ€™t forget that girl tooâ€¦good times, good timesâ€¦*sighs*)<br/><br/>â€œI remember that, Sleep is Death.â€ She said slowly, â€œI think I remember I wound up breaking a lot of things in that game. Not a lot of people were happy with me.â€ Laughing she set down her tea so she wouldnâ€™t spill it in her lap. â€œThere were times I wondered if it would be better if I stopped playing it. Sounds pretty gruesome for a game like that huh.â€<br/><br/>Her eye didnâ€™t catch what Lucy did, she was facing the wrong way but she noticed the change in her friends face.  â€œSee something?â€ She asked turning to face where Lucy was looking. There was something there but it was probably just a sheet or something like that, there was always a logical explanation, thatâ€™s what she used to think but her mind drifted to the tea, the vision. It all was a bit off. â€œYou know, of all the things happening it almost seems like the game doesnâ€™t it?â€