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[b][u]Group C: Dylan, Amy, Lucien, Xandra, Lute[/b][/u]

The beach was gone, Dalia was gone. Tobias, Los Paraisos...home. It had all be a dream. Just one long, terrible nightmare - a parade of his worst memories and fears strung together. But knowing that did little to make him feel better, because even if they were fragments of his imagination they had spoken true. 

He had fallen so far and he did not know how to get back. 

Soon Amy appeared, calling to him. He remembered the sting on her hand on his face, the causal way she had confirmed what he had done to...Lucy! The summoner appeared out of nowhere, and though he seemed so happy to see Dylan and Amy (even after the slap), Dylan could not bear to look him in the eye. Not him or any of the others who appeared. 

But then the world shook beneath their feet and all of their worst nightmares came back. A monster they had defeated already - a memory of a harsh fight, a young wolf cub driven mad, and horrifying choice. “The… Bearon?” Dylan gaped. “How is that even…?”

It got worse. So much worse. The giant spider from the tombs, and then...

[i]“…at least that giant thing from Vandrell’s not here, yeah?” Lucien tried to laugh.[/i]

“Oh Aislin!” He wailed. “Lucy, you just had to go and open your big mouth!!” 

They were so screwed. Each of these battles had been difficult when the faced them individually, but together it was beyond hope. Whatever had brought him here wasn’t satisfied with breaking him emotionally, with torturing him and shattering him into a million little pieces. No, he also had to relieve his worst battles and then watch his friends die. 

“No,” he finally said. “No, I just...I REFUSE!” He turned to the others, his eyes shining with tears. “We’re still dreaming, this is impossible. I REFUSE TO BELIEVE IT.” He fell to his knees in the middle of the group. “Just kill me already and get it over with.”