"Please don't kill him, please."

"Arianna... Arianna?" he said, shaking her shoulder to wake her up from her nightmare.

"Hmmm," Arianna murmured before slowly opening her puffy eyes.

"You're having a nightmare," Eliazar said, seeing the concern in his eyes. She couldn't figure out why she felt this way every time she saw the young man. She couldn't get her heart to stop beating.

"Arianna, are you okay?" He asked worriedly.

"Y-yes," she shuddered slightly; she, too, was perplexed; ever since she arrived here, she had had a strange nightmare, or perhaps it was a memory that had been turned into a nightmare. "Ahhhrgg," she screams, her head throbbing.

"What...