#35: Beauty sleep.

Jake is vast asleep, recovering from his injuries. He's rolling around his bed constantly, having a vivid dream.

He's roaming around the palace halls, late at night. Its empty, the guards aren't there. Winter isn't roaming like he usually is.

He makes his way to the throne room, the sword of thunder is on the throne, split in two.

He looks around before making his way out of the room and back into the halls.

Dozen of weapon's lay on the ground before him, with no sign of anyone to be found.

Footsteps are heard, they are quiet, they fit into the silence.

A familiar voice can be heard.

Josh steps out of the corner.

Jake: "Josh? What's going on here?"

Josh's head implodes, his eyes shoot out.

Jake jumps back terrified, he hears footsteps behind him.

He turns back and see's a familiar face. A ghostly pale, thin woman.

Jake doesn't speak, he doesn't know if she's real.

Ghost girl lets out a low whistle, one that guide's him closer.

She begins to walk away, he unknowingly follows.

They keep going walking upstairs, more than they should be able to.

They find themselves at a corridor, a lonely door at its end.

Going outside, they find themselves in a mountain, the door from which they came from doesn't exist anymore.

The ground is covered in snow and dozens of weapons.

She turns around to face him, and chuckles.

"You're handling this well, aren't you?"

Jake doesn't respond, instead picking up a weapon from the ground and aiming it at her. It doesn't work, its out of charges.

Ghost girl takes out 3 daggers, dropping 2 of them on the ground, holding onto the middle one.

Jake: "What is all this?"

Ghost girl: "Do you remember, when you were ambushed, when i marked you?"

Jake: "I remember that."

Ghost girl: "This is the result, honey."

Jake: "I dont understand."

She walks closer to him.

She quickly tries to slice him, but he stubbornly avoids her daggers.

Ghost girl: "Dont make this harder than it needs to be."

Jake: "You're not trying to kill me... so what is it you're trying to do?"

Ghost girl: "It wont make sense for me to explain it to you." She pins him to the ground, swiftly slicing his arm. "That makes number two, we'll meet again."

The dream starts to shatter right before his eyes as she gets off him. Trees are cut in half, the charged weapons implode, his vision gets fogged.

He wakes up in a cold sweat, looking around. Its only him and Flight laying injured. The wound from her slice present.