((sorry for very delayed post here, needed to do some thinking on doing something other than sleep/wake up))<br/><br/>Razor sighed when he heard Eponine's voice regulate that into what sounded like slumber. It didn't take long to make her pass out...though he couldn't blame her with that. They have been up all night and was on the run all day...plus they were pretty battered up due to their...emergency landing. It was understandable that the first second she hit the pillow was fall sleep. The Ramen grinned at that as he undid his cloak and folded it neatly, placing it on the ground. He then took off his mask and felt around, finding a shelf and put it down on there. He then shuffled to where he put his cloak and laid down, using the cloak as a pillow...just like the human girl, he soon went off into dream land...<br/><br/>More like nightmare land! As soon as allowed himself to rest and sleep, he was instantly tossed into a nightmare. Naturally, he still couldn't see, but the hearing and feeling was there...and it was horrible. He heard -his- voice again. That damnable bastard that had tormented him throughout his childhood. And he would feel the lashings of the whip and hear the jeers and insults and threats from the him and the crowd...calling him the blind beast, the spawn rejected even by devils. It all came around him, the eyes and mouths of the crowd and his over seeing master feeling like they were crushing him, the stings of the eyes feeling like spears through his body while the mouths started to nibble and eat at him. Their voices clogged his hearing as all he could hear was them, and only them.<br/><br/>Then things felt hot, really, really hot...fire! Fire everywhere! he could hear the screams of people all around him...it caused so much pain that he had to put his hands to his ears and try to block them out, rolling all around as he curled up, unable to do anything...helpless. What was going on!? Why was he reliving all of this?<br/><br/>And then he heard it, the sound that drowned out all others. A sound of thumping...knock...knock...knock. He went towards, thinking that anything would be better than this hell. And before, the painful, fiery heat was replaced with a better one...this did not burn...it only, soothed him. It felt almost as if all would be better...<br/><br/>He then jumped up and looked around, remembering that he doesn't have any eyes to look. He sighed as he rubbed his face and jumped, hearing the knocking again. He breathed heavily as he shook himself awake and said,"C-coming! I'm coming!" He grabbed his cloak and put it on, not bothering with the hood. He then felt around for that dresser and put his mask on.<br/><br/>Keeping the top of his head and the spines coming from his scalp exposed, he followed the insistent knocking and opened it,"Is something wrong?" He couldn't tell who it was, not being familiar with anyone's scent...though he could smell that it was a Vulpari, which narrowed things down...by nothing at all.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>