Cassia changed into her night dress and slipped into bed, her mind slightly muddied with wine. She fell into a deep, syrupy sleep which leant itself well to dreaming. Music and laughter moved in her mind, the laughter slowly mutated though, into screams, her screams. There was an unbearable weight on top of her. She struggled against the sheets. her next scream ripped her awake and in acold sweat. The room was dark and she was alone.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>(Aria?)<br/><br/>Rosary gasped a little at the sudden sound of a voice "Oh, th . .thank you miss" She said with a kind smile. She knew from past encounters that the woman with blonde hair was a hunter, even a blind man would be able to tell.