{Zoruna gave me permission to NPC him for this, as well as the memory.}<br/><br/>Viola was scared, she cared about her friend. His pain filled cries pulled at her heart even as her uncle had moved him. Her uncle took notice of the flail and flinch, that made him curious. He turned to look at Viola who was pulling off her own jacket with one hand, he smiled. She was a good friend. Viola put her jacket on the wound after tossing his aside with a splat. Whimpering she then noticed he wasn't opening his eyes much, freaking she let out a shriek, "Uncle he can't wake anymore!" she shook and cried, her uncle stopped the car at a light and looked at her through the mirror, "You have spiritual powers, I know you do. So do something to save him from slipping." she cried and held him. Humming before slipping into the darkness herself. To follow his soul- he would not wake so she had to sleep too. Flitting through the darkness her mind sifted, building up a memory she had with him to offer ground. Dropping down to touch the memory she called out, "Matthew?! Matthew?! Please Matthew, I'm scared." she called out. It was the place he told her was safe. Her mind built it - to offer comfort for them both. She knew he'd be here even if he wasn't. Because she pulled his mind here. If he felt safe, she could help him wake up. She hugged herself and lowered her head, "I really am scared... I don't want you to slip into darkness... Matt... Please... I'm scared..."<br/><br/>The air began to get colder and colder, looking up the sky was darkening and she whimpered. Something was off. His soul was coming but then she sat down, feeling sick. Gripping her head she groaned and her eyes widened. Images of a man, a man beating her friend - yet he was foggy. Who was he and why did he beat Matthew? It worried her. Her he's hurt but she soon watched them fade. Looking up she saw Matt coming. Standing tears rolling down she got up and ran. Calling out to him. Hoping he could see her.Â