Light gradually trickled through the windows, as the night had been a long one spent awake, but Seishin slept on, oblivious to the fact that the day was beginning. Slowly, one by one, the tenants of the compound started waking, some had even woken earlier before the sun, but those were the few. That day was to be a slow one, not much needed to be done. It was a day of rest, when the people could just relax and regain their strength, do what they wanted. It was good to know this, as there was next to no chance of Seishin being disturbed or woken, unless something extremely urgent came up.<br/><br/>While he lay there, his face looked peaceful, and he had a near angelic look to his appearance. His chest rose and fell softly with each breath he took, quiet and calm. And for once in his life, or at least in a long time, his dreams were free from disturbance. In fact, the thing he dreamed about was the life that he was to share with his new found companion, Erwin. Though all those things had happened last night, he wouldn't admit right away that he felt quite excited and relieved about this advancement, that he looked forward to the moments they would share together, forever.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">But even the best of dreams can become twisted at the most unexpected moments. The sun shining in his mind soon dims, slowly, to darkness, a blood red moon hanging in the ethereal sky, dripping with a dark liquid that almost seemed like blood. A field of corpses surrounded him, the faces of the millions who lay there, dead, with horror and fear on the faces. They were broken, flesh ripped from their limbs. He felt a liquid warmth on his hands and arms, and on the front of his chest, and as he looked down to see what it was, he was paralyzed by what he saw. In his grip was the limp and still form of Erwin, with Seishin's hand sticking through his chest. He could see his reflection in the vampire's open dead eyes, and what he saw was blood curdling. He hardly recognized himself, pale face, wild expression, eyes black, monstrous. What was this?!?<br/><br/>Pulling back his arm, the body of Ewin drops heavily to the ground, and he turns quickly, his eyes widening and his blood running cold at the sight. Even more death was seen, his family and friends. Squeezing his eyes shut, he presses his hands over his ears, clenching at his hair, ripping at it, his nails digging in to his skull, before falling to his knees and turning his face to the sky, letting out a scream that echoed in the night.</span><br/><br/>A yell escapes from him as he woke, and quickly he sits up from his bed, shaking, eyes wide, sweat drenching his skin, making his hair stick to his face. Looking around frantically, he saw that Erwin was still there, and he tries to calm himself. Hopefully no one else was around to hear him calling out, he knew that no doubt he had been flailing in his sleep, as his blanket was wrapped tightly around his legs. His hand goes to his chest, and he could feel his heart beating wildly in his chest. His fingers clench at the front of his kimono, and he shuts his eyes, taking deep breaths, trying to calm himself. "It was just a dream...Just a dream..." He murmurs, over and over to himself.