I gazed up towards the ceiling as my eyes slowly drifted closed. My racing mind slowly gave up on the questions it was asking and was finally settling down. I felt darkness slowly fill my vision as a dark silohette creeped over my still body, yet it was too late to battle my oncoming nightmares.

I had a dream.

My feet paddled the air in vein hope of grasping some reality as I fell through a cloud of bubbles. My mouth slowly opened up to scream, yet all I gained was a mouthfull of water.

Was I drowning? Am I dead?

I couldn't move as a distorted voice spoke to me in another language. It was so soft... so soothing... I didn't want the dream to end, I wanted to stay here for eternity. My eyes slowly shut as I saw a looming face block out my vision. It felt so real, yet so fake. I drifted my eyes down to see Aeriths open mouth pour the sea I was in, don her throat.

Was this the future? Will she actually dink me? No.. I'm not that size...

I felt my body pass through her tender lips as a voice boomed out to drag me from my sleep.

"Eric? Hello? Eric?" Aerith boomed, waking me from my tender sleep with a gasp.

(Aeriths point of view)
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Aerith gazed slowly around the room, her crystal blue eye's sparking with bewilderment at the destroyed room. The bed was broken, the wardrobe had tipped and Eric was know-where to be seen.

Her fingers let go of a metal tray, holding Erics breakfast, letting his food splat on the ground and the vase holding a single rose to smash