The creature was walking toward her but not looking at her and once again making sounds.  Soft and soothing they were, much like the sounds of the waves gently lapping at the shore.  Both the sounds and the creature seem familiar to her, as though she should know them, but when she tried to recall, the pain from her temple would streak through again.<br/><br/>Her eyes darted around, looking for safety.  Behind her was a large outcropping of rock, beaten down near the waterline by the sea, but gradually rising up to land.  She turned, her legs still wobbly as though she did not know quite how to use them, scurried over and started to climb.  It cost her much effort to gain little ground, but she finally found a small niche where she kneel down and rest.  Peering over the edge of the rocks she watched the creature as it continue to advance.