Mediums never had normal dreams. Even the dreams that seemed to mean nothing were vitally important. Her dreams came from the spirits around her. It was when her mind relaxed in sleep that they were able to get through to her the easiest. When she was awake and concentrating on her own activities, she was able to shut out most of the voices of the spirits around her.<br/><br/>This time, it was confusing, as she hadn't meant to fall asleep, and didn't yet realize that she had. The dream seized hold of her mind and refused to let go. She was overwhelmed with a sense of desperation, fear and pain. She was flying, running through a forest, and somehow she knew she was being pursued. She was racing something, trying to get there first. But where was 'there'? She didn't know. She only knew that she had to get there first. Something bad would happen if she didn't. Something really bad!<br/><br/>When Levi found her sleeping on the bench, and sat beside her without looking at her to begin speaking to her, he didn't see that she was panting with fear. She heard his voice as she continued to sprint through the forest, and tried to go toward it, but found she couldn't. The dream held her, refusing to let go. She could feel the fear and desperation of the spirit that was controlling it, and knew there was something important to this message. She tried to communicate, tell the spirit to calm down and talk to her... but she couldn't get through. So she played along with the dream, fighting for enough control of her thoughts to keep herself separate from the panic that was forced on her.<br/><br/>In the waking world, her body began to thrash as she fought to wake up. She stirred, twitched, rolled her head from side to side, and mumbled incoherently, wimpering.