Later during what would pass for night in the void, moments before Adeline drifted off to sleep, Tiresias decided it was the perfect time to intrude upon her slumber.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Hey, Adddddllllllessss?</span>the spectral lizard echoed in her mind.<br/><br/>The tired woman was roused from her peaceful state, taking a few moments to respond out of sheer distaste for her companion's awful timing.<span style="font-style: italic">What is it now?</span>she mentally responded.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Can you tell me a bedtime sssssstory?</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">No,</span>Adeline responded harsly.<span style="font-style: italic">You don't even require respite, you spectral reptile. Good night.</span><br/><br/>She then proceeded to roll over and resume her previous activity. But, only a few moments of silence passed before her subconscious was fraught with noise again.<span style="font-style: italic">But I'm boooooored,</span>the lizard's voice chimed.<br/><br/>As Tiresias's voice finished it's utterance, Adeline's face morphed into a form of great annoyance.<span style="font-style: italic">Fine,</span>she responded in an abrasive tone,<span style="font-style: italic">was there something you wanted to talk to me about?</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">What are dreamsss like? Are they taaaaasssty?</span><br/><br/>The woman took a few moments to reflect on the subject before replying to his inquiry.<span style="font-style: italic">I'm probably the wrong person to be asking, Tiresias. All my dreams have been bittersweet or become distorted into nightmares.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Bittersweet?</span>the invisible reptile responded.<span style="font-style: italic">Does that mean it tastes like Raspberry? I hate raspberry.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">I've always had a reoccurring dream where people would be facing away from me, but when I tried to grab their attention, they would turn around and have these demonic masks on their faces,</span>Adeline reminisced.<span style="font-style: italic">Back then I saw everyone as a demon, but now most humans that have survived this blight have demons inside of them... like you and I. It's strange to think of where humanity will go after this.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Soooooo... raspberry?</span><br/><br/>The blind seer giggled out loud before wrapping up her mental conversation,<span style="font-style: italic">Now I'm rambling again. I need to get rest for this training tomorrow, since it'll be my first battle in a long time.</span>She shifted around to make herself comfortable on the floor before speaking aloud, "Good night, spectral reptile."<br/><br/>Tiresias replied with a less sincere farewell,<span style="font-style: italic">G'night, you soulless ginger.</span><br/><br/>------------------------------------<br/><br/>When "Morning" came, Death roused the hunters from their slumber. While this did snap Adeline out of her unconscious state, what truly brought her off the floor were the strange sounds originating a few yards away from her. The sounds of static and hissing provoked                     her to think that the hunters were under attack... but, her mental note was quickly corrected upon hearing Sam and Hatsu's excited responses shortly after the event.<br/><br/>It took the handicapped woman a while to recollect herself after such an awkward awakening.<span style="font-style: italic">Right, today's the day we head out to train ourselves for the upcoming battle.</span>Her hands patted the floor until she located her cane. Once it was within her grasp, she used the black stick to push herself off the ground and in a standing position. Her body turned to the direction she remembered hearing Death's voice earlier, awaiting further instruction from their demonic leader.