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Sabrina ran through the darkness with exaggerated slowness. It wasn’t like a dream; no, more like a long tunnel. In many ways, it was too real; she could feel the way her lungs wanted to burst out of her chest, her legs quivering as she pushed her self farther though she had no clue where to run, even her heartbeat jumping in her chest wildly. But in many was, it was too fake; the way she saw herself like she would watch another, how slow she was going even though this was the fast she’d ever ran in her two hundred years of life.
Sabrina wanted to stop running, giving her a chance to think about why she was running and where was this tunnel was taking her, but she pressed on. Finally, light began to sparkle in the distance, and fresh air blew in. Bree moved normally now, laughing joyfully as she ran. The end, the end! Oh how she wanted the darkness to stop, and be in the light!
Sabrina broke through the exit, collapsing and laughing in gasps and deep breaths. Her legs throbbed and her heart and lungs ached, but that didn’t matter; it would settle down eventually.
Brina sat up, inhaling the sweet aroma of roses, chrysanthemums, babies’ breath and lilacs. For the first time she noticed where she was. Not a cheery field, but a graveyard in Armonie; the one that held her parents. The stones where right in front of her.

Kishi and Susano Yoshuri, RIP

Sabrina caught her breath, immediately standing up and running. This wasn’t real; there was no tunnel in front of those graves. She turned to stare back behind her, but the tunnel had gone. As if it where never there in the first place.
Bree didn’t see where she was headed, but she knew those stones only brought back memories. She looked back again, staring at the tomb stones, resulting in her crashing into something.
At first, she could only squeak her words of astonishment. She cleared her throat and tried again.
“Haku,” she breathed his name.
He turned, his eyes widening. The wind blew, caressing there cheek in a familiar way.
“You’re alive?”
Haku could only nod.
They reached out to touch each others hands. Bree’s shook, afraid she would dispel the illusion of her dead brother. This wasn’t real; he was gone.
Remember this! He’s long gone! He was taken away from you at nineteen, he can’t be back.
Her heart ached to realize the truth, but she knew her mind was right.
“I’m alive. Don’t be scared, sister, I’m here,” Haku whispered at last.
Brina couldn’t take it any longer; she grabbed her brother’s hand, not caring what the consequence was.
The sky shattered like glass turning into smoke the color of the new moon, as did the rest of the graveyard scene.
Once the area was black, a small spark of fire lit in front of them, growing in to the form of a man.
Haku stepped in front of her, making a shield with his body his hand blue and cold, ready to launch ice attacks is necessary.
Her hand was in the same position, but nothing was on it. Bree stared in confusion, but her hand didn’t show any sign of attack.
She looked beyond Haku, to see what he was going to face.
The man had long, tangled white hair that was pulled back into a waist-length ponytail, his eyes dark, his skin worn out from the sea wind, and his beard, like his destroyed hair, was down to his waist, and his chapped mouth pulled over his rotting teeth in an awful grimace.
The only thing that was familiar was his knife; the wizard-pirate who killed Haku.
He threw the knife.
“Haku lets move!” Sabrina screamed, but her voice made no sound. Like someone pressed mute on her vocal cords. “Haku!” she tried and tried but it would not work. Tears spilled as she tried to communicate with him. She tugged on his hand, but he was frozen in place.
The knife whizzed by Sabrina’s face and sliced through her beloved brother’s chest. Bree watched the horror on his face as he looked down at his feet; they where turning into the smoke the graveyard turned to, and it worked its way up his body.
“Sabrina,” Haku whispered to her. His face faded into the blackness and blew away, as did the strange man.
Sabrina sank down to the spot where Haku stood, weeping. The tears hit the black floor and splattered on to the knife that belonged to the pirate. Angry, Sabrina picked it up and threw it at the spot where the old man stood.
The black shattered like a mirror.
Curious, Sabrina walked over to the mirror, plucking the knife out of it.
She stared at her broken reflection and gasped.
“You killed him,” the reflection said darkly glaring.
“No.”
“I’ll kill you!”
Then she fell unconscious, bleeding from the inside. Faces flashed across her closed eyelids; Haku, her mother and Father, and lastly, the murderer or her brother.
“Sabrina,” his withered voice said.

Bree’s eyes snapped open, and she felt the presence of another mind being tortured.
“Sabrina, stop! Wake up!” Yuki cried.
Sabrina looked down, and dropped the mind immediately.
Yuki, like most wizards, had a shield against mind reading. But, unfortunately, not torture. He was sprawled out on the floor, panting and twitching, his blue eyes tightly shut. She watched him for about a minute, her mind still foggy.
What did she do? The last thing she remembered was the strange old man’s voice and how she felt so mad she just…that’s what happened!
She sleep-psychiced, which was sleep walking for psychics.
Yuki struggled as he tried to get up, tripping and shaking. Finally, he faced Sabrina and she watched his normally kind features melt into unknown furry.
“What the hell was that for?”
Sabrina just stared, eyes wide, mouth open, and face sweaty.
“Hello? I was talking to you!” Yuki crossed his arms and glared.
Sabrina’s voice shook as she spoke, “I…I’ m sorry…Yuki.”
Unsuspected tears rolled down her cheeks and she trembled. Her head swirled and her throat still hurt, but not as much as her heart. She watched Haku die, made Yuki suffer in pain; what was the matter with her?
She felt Yuki move toward her, but she backed away. “I don’t want to hurt you again.” Her eyes were blurry and her head was pounding with the burning memory of the dream. She sniffed and swallowed hard.
She felt Yuki’s weight move close to her again, and she backed up. “Yuki, please,” she sobbed. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
She realized that she bumped lightly against the wall and she felt Yuki move close again.
Before protest, Yuki embraced her, making her cry harder.
“I’m sorry Sabrina. I didn’t mean that, okay? Don’t be sad, I’m so sorry,” Yuki murmured, guiding her to the couch to sit down. Sabrina felt him rub her back in soothing circles. She remembered when Yuki tried to hug her before, but it always ended in a tickle fight or a laughing fit. This time he held her close, and she didn’t mind.
“Yuki,” she gasped when she could catch her breath. “I didn’t mean too. I really didn’t mea-” she started.
“Calm down, I’m not mad. I know you really didn’t mean it, alright? I was just in pain, and I took my temper out on you. I apologize,” Yuki interrupted, patting Sabrina’s shoulder.
“Yuki I’m so sorry,” Sabrina sobbed, trying to keep her voice calm.
Yuki laughed. “Brina, I’m okay, honest to gosh.”
He paused. “What were you dreaming about? Was it Haku?”
Sabrina nodded.
“Was it because of the ship?” Yuki asked anxious now. She felt him brush her red bangs out of her face gently.
Sabrina shook her head.
“Don’t lie.”
Bree nodded miserably.
“I see. Sorry for prying, but you were screaming in you sleep. And I mean screaming! It wasn’t like you were in pain, because it was just his name.”
“Yeah,” Sabrina nodded. “The man who murdered him was there getting ready to throw the knife at him. I tried to get his attention, but I was mute; I mean my lips were moving and words were forming, but no sound. I guess my voice went here.”
“Wow,” Yuki muttered. “I’m sorry. How’s that cold?” he asked, rubbing her arm now.
“Good. What time is it? How long was I out?” Sabrina lifted her head up and looked around.
“Well, it was around four when you fell asleep, and its five-thirty now, so bout’ ninety minutes.”
“Want me to cook?” Sabrina offered, smiling.
“Rita is bringing sushi so you don’t have to,” Yuki explained. “She called to let me know.”
“Is she still pissed?” Sabrina asked dully.
“Nah, she’s good…for now. You have thirty minutes before she comes home. I think you should sleep. You need your rest,” Yuki said, ruffling her hair.
Sabrina shrugged and got up to turn on the television. “I’m good. But I don’t feel like moving now, so we’ll just watch T.V. okay?”
“Cool,” Yuki said, grabbing a blanket and draping it over them as Sabrina sat back down. “I could go for a relaxing evening.”