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Aimi walks down the road in Nakano, the ward of Tokyo in which she lives. Within her arms she cradles a bag of groceries, she just coming back from doing some shopping for her mother. As she walks down the street in her neighborhood, the neighbors greet her whether they are old or young. Like a respectable girl is taught, she greets them in return with a smile, she opting for a bow of the head instead of her full body due to carrying the bag.

While walking out of the street and into a nearby park, Aimi begins to think about her life. She thinks about her friends, her family, teachers, boys that hold her interest, boys that have confessed to her, and many other people. She thinks about what university to go to since starting next year, she will now be a senior, almost ready for the world. But while Aimi does think of these things, her mind always wanders back towards the Dreamrangers. Since meeting them her life has certainly gotten busier. From them living inside of her closet, to constantly fighting, saving her, and even herself having to play nurse for them. It always making her laugh that the three mystical power wielding warriors never seem to be able to heal themselves up. But they have had rough battles, none proving more strenuous then the ones against the Nightmarerangers. The thought of those two sending a shot of fear running through her body. But through it all, Aimi knows that her meeting these three have definitely proven to be an influence on her life. She’s seen their personalities and has come to take bits of theirs’ and make them her own. Syuri teaching her to be tougher and not take any nonsense, Keiji imparting strength on her, and Paige is teaching her how to be an all around nicer person. In total, the Dreamrangers have affected her life immensely, and she is sure they will continue to do so.

Aimi walks into a playground area, it being a few blocks away from home, Aimi release a sigh of relief. Once home, she’ll be able to relax in a nice bath before sitting down to a good meal. As she makes her way through the park she looks to the side, she noticing a girl walking about with bulging eyes, her face pale as parchment. After staring at the girl for a while Aimi recognizes her, her then saying her name aloud.

“Asami?”

Asami does not respond to Aimi, she continuing to wonder about the playground. She soon begins to stagger some, her body falling forwards before returning to an upright position. As Aimi watches, Asami walks over to a slide and begins to climb up the ladder to the top. Halfway there though Asami slips, her body beginning to fall downwards. Her body leans back and reveals a horrified face, her hands slipping off of the ladder and adding to her fall.

When she hits the ground and does not move, Aimi drops the bag and rushes over to her. She takes Asami in her arms and calls out to her, she trying her hardest to wake her up.

“Asami-chan! Asami-chan! Asami-chan!” She repeats over and over, the girl never responding to her, only staring at the sky with those bulging eyes, they filled with a fear that takes Aimi’s breath away. When she looks up, Aimi sees nothing, her head soon lowering to look down at Asami.

”Asami-chan, what have you seen to make you like this?” Aimi questions within her head.

Aimi then stands up slowly while keeping Asami in her arms. She then runs out of the playground and into the street, she pumping her legs with all her might as she heads towards Asami’s home. While running, Aimi pleads for her to be alright with all of her might, she tearing up a bit as she looks down at Asami every so often.

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In a world in which dreams reign supreme and bring joy to many, a dimension filled with all the world's nightmares look to take over the dream world, and are doing so by attacking civilians within the real world. To combat this, the ruler of this kingdom of dreams to combat the evils of the nightmares. These three will fight for the future of both their kingdom, and of Earth. These warriors are....

Ikiryō Sentai Dreamranger!

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Fourteenth Dream: Enter the Dream, Mission to Return Dreams!

Inside Asami’s house, she lies in her bed; she still passed out from the fall she took in the playground. Below her room on the first floor, Aimi and Asami’s mother sit on a couch next to each other, a tray containing two cups of tea sitting atop a coffee table. Aimi’s bag of groceries sitting on the floor next to the table, she having to run back to the park to receive them after bringing Asami home.

“Aimi thank you for bringing Asami home. Who knows what would have happened if she was left there. Some pervert could have taken her!”

“It’s no problem Misses Kobayashi. I was walking home and I saw her wondering around in the playground. She tried to climb up to the top of the slide but she ended up slipping a falling off.” Aimi explains, she smiling modestly.

“You’re an angel Aimi. Your parents raised you very well.” Asami’s mother replies as she picks up her cup of tea, she taking a sip of it after speaking, she placing it above her lap afterwards.

“I did notice though before and after she fell, she had this expression on her face. It was like she had seen a ghost or something.” Aimi continues.
“That doesn’t surprise me.” The mother says.

Taken aback a bit, Aimi tilts her head to the side as she vocalizes a question. “Why do you say that?”

Misses Kobayashi takes a few more sips from her tea before placing the cup down on the tray. After doing so, she sighs some and takes a small breath, she folding her hands across her lap.

“Aimi you know how Asami is an artist correct?”

“Of course! The whole neighborhood does.” Aimi responds.

“Then you know that she has that big exhibition soon right?” Misses Kobayasahi asks, Aimi answering with a nod of the head in a manner that says yes. After her response, the mother starts to speak again. “Well a few weeks ago Asami began to have nightmares. At first we thought they were just regular old nightmares like every child has. Well as the week went on, they become more frequent, they so bad that Asami even wet the bed a few times. My husband and I figured that she must just be nervous about the exhibition, and the stress is causing her nightmares. But then it got…frightening.”

“What do you mean frightening?” Aimi asks, she understanding everything Asami’s mother has said up until this point.

“They became so frequent and so bad that we started to hear her screaming at the top of her lungs. We’d wake her up, but she’d keep screaming. But then all of a sudden her art became very, morbid. She always draws such nice pictures, but since having these nightmares her artwork is nothing but grotesque images that comes straight out of a nightmare. Their either of demons, corpses, bloodied pieces of house wear or clothing, they’re just disturbing. We took her to a psychologist, but even he doesn’t know what she’s wrong. Now she doesn’t even talk. She’s either asleep and having nightmares, or awake and either drawing those morbid pictures or walking around as if she’s in a coma. I’m at my wit’s end. I just don’t know what to do!” Asami’s mother explains, tears welling up and pouring down her cheeks as she carries on. Once she finishes speaking, she buries her face in both of her hands’, the sound of her sobbing echoing in Aimi’s ears, she herself weeping a little. Aimi then leans over and wraps her arms around Misses Kobayashi, bringing her into a hug, the mother soon wrapping her arms around the teenager counseling her.

As the two women embrace each other, a thought pops into Aimi’s head. After a few minutes Aimi pulls away, she staring at Asami’s mother, her red teary eyes staring back.

“Misses Kobayashi, I have some friends who do work pertaining to dreams. I’m sure I could get them to take a look at Asami and maybe even monitor as she sleeps!” Aimi explains as her lips form a bright smile filled with hopefulness.

“R really?!” The mother asks stunned.

“Yes! I’ll talk to them later today and get back to you when something can be set up!” Aimi tells her hostess.

“Oh Aimi, you truly are an angel!” Misses Kobayashi exclaims before the two women lock in another embrace.

Later that night, Aimi stands at the kitchen counter inside the Dreamranger’s apartment. As she explains the situation, Syuri, Paige, and Keiji sit on the couch, they taking in all of the information being given. After Aimi finishes telling the story, Syuri stands up and folds her arms across her chest, she walking around the living room area of the apartment, she sinking into deep thought.

“So what do you guys think?” Aimi asks after a while.

Syuri continues to walk around the room, she eventually speaking while continuing to move. “Hmmm. That certainly is a strange case. It doesn’t sound to strange though. Children can often have nightmares that can cause trauma mentally. It could be she dreamt up something really haunting, or a repressed memory of something bad that happened worked itself into her dream. So it isn’t too strange.”

“That is true, but that doesn’t explain why it increased in volume. It seems odd that if a person is having the same nightmare image for image that the person having it would get extremely upset after being just a little scared.” Keiji adds on, his voice soft but stern as he speaks.

“Not to mention that while stress can cause bad dreams and insomnia, it shouldn’t be able to create a nightmare this big. Plus unless she isn’t going to sleep, it wouldn’t cause her to become pale and have her eyes bulged out.” Paiges throws into the conversation.

A silence fills the room as the four continue to think the situation out. Eventually Aimi speaks up, her words bringing Syuri’s walking to a stop.

“Could it…be a wraith?”

Syuri stands there silent and still, her eyes as intense as her thinking process. Keiji, Paige, and Aimi stare at her as she continues to think, their eyes locked on her form. After minutes of a silence you could cut with a knife, the leader of the heroic team vocalizes her opinion, her voice coming out smooth yet a little icy.

“It has to be. There is no other reason that the girl would be having nightmares so extreme in content to cause her this much trauma. Not even psychopathic criminals can produce nightmares this strong.”

“But if it is a result of Jung and thus a wraith, why haven’t we seen one by now?” Paige asks in a confused manner, Keiji joining her with a soft ‘hmph’.

“The only explanation is that somehow Jung was able to implant a wraith inside her head. If it’s in there it could cause more destruction then a regular one can. Aimi said this Asami is an artist correct? The wraith could be causing her so much pain with the nightmares that Asami is not only drawing out what she sees, but also possibly creating more wraiths.” Syuri explains grimly.

After minutes of silence, Aimi squeaks up. “If there is a wraith inside of Asami’s mind, how would you three get rid of it?”

“It’s simple; we going into her mind ourselves. Go in, track the thing down, eliminate it and get out.” Keiji answers.

“You can do that?” Aimi questions shocked.

“Well of course. Why do you think we’re called the Dreamrangers Miss Aimi?” Paige replies with a smile.

“Aimi, contact the mother. We’ll go over tomorrow night and track this piece of shit down.” Syuri orders to her human comrade.

“Yes mam!” Aimi responds before whipping out her cell phone. As she talks to Asami’s mother through it, the three rangers look at each other before giving a small nod of the head, they united in what they most do.

The following night the group of four arrives at the front door of Asami’s house, her mother and father greeting them. The group walks in and converse for a bit, Syuri and gang heading up to Asami’s room after a few minutes. Aimi and the parents look at each other, the face of Asami’s mother filled with as much grief and fear as it was yesterday, Asami’s father looking calm with eyes that could make anybody melt to tears.

“Don’t worry, Asami will be perfectly fine. Those three are the best people in the world who could help her.” Aimi explains to the two, her voice slow and soft.

“Can we really trust them to help our little girl?” The father asks suddenly, his voice cracking a bit due to how many emotions he is keeping bottled up inside.

“I give you my word that they will help her. I would trust them with my life.” Aimi says, she following it up in her head with “I have haven’t I.”

After sitting with Asami’s parents for an hour and having desert with them, Aimi makes her way up the stairs and to Asami’s room. When she enters it she finds the three waiting for her, Asami fast asleep behind them. Syuri then steps forward towards Aimi, her face as serious as one could be.

“Okay, Asami is asleep now. Once we are in her mind and thus dreams, we will be there for however long this takes. It is critical that nobody disturbs her once we are inside.” She explains.

“How come?” Aimi asks.

“We can only enter a person’s dream if they are asleep. If we’re in there and she wakes up, no matter the cause, we’ll be stuck in there until she falls asleep again. If this wraith is haunting her so bad that he can affect her when she’s awake, then we may be in serious trouble. No matter how loud she screams, no matter how hard she flails, and no matter how much you or her parents want to wake her up, you cannot let it happen. Understood?” Syuri explains carefully to Aimi, the ranger wanting to make sure that her human counterpart understands how serious the situation goes.

“I understand you crystal clear Syuri.” Aimi responds, her face becoming as serious as Syuri’s, her eyes as sharp as well, the sudden seriousness getting a small smirk from Syuri.

“Good.” She answers as the three walk towards Asami. Before fully there though, Syuri turns around and faces Aimi. “Oh Aimi, one more thing.”

“What is it?”

Syuri throws her arm forward towards the teenager, she tossing something her way. Aimi catches the object and looks down at it. Before her eyes she takes in a bottle of sleeping pills, the bottle of a fairly medium sized. Her eyes widen in shock, she lifting her head to stare at Syuri.

“Whatever it takes to keep her asleep.” Syuri says in an almost grim tone, Aimi responding with a nod.

Syuri then joins her comrades at Asami’s bedside, all three looking down at the child. Keiji proceeds to then place his hand palm side down over Asami’s body, Paige soon placing her hand over his, Syuri laying her hand over Paige’s. As they stand there they close their eyes, a light beginning to emanate from their hands and slowly their bodies. After minutes of this, the three warriors then turn into balls of light, each light featuring the respective color of the ranger they represent. The balls of light then fly at Asami’s head, they flying straight into it.

When the three are gone Aimi looks around Asami’s room, the walls covered with her artwork, the floor and some shelves lined with books, toys, and some CDs and DVDs, a TV sitting on two stacked crates next to her desk. Aimi smiles as she looks at Asami’s room, her smile growing as she watches Asami sleep. Her head turns down though, the smile fading when she looks at the bottle of pills again, she beginning to hate the mission at hand, for to save this child, she must also allow her to go through such immense pain.

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Syuri, Keiji, and Paige walk in an open green field, a slight breeze blowing their hair back as it does to the grass. The three look around as they walk, everything seeming calm and blissful within Asami’s dream for now. The scenery strange to them for a young girl, especially considering that there is nobody in it so far except for them. However with Asami being an artist, it isn’t that strange to them.

The three walk on, the scenery starting to morph into another as they do so. While it changes, the three stop and stay close to each other, they watching carefully as to not miss anything important. After a moment the new dream is in place, the three no longer in a field of green, but at a sea of blue, and a pale beach accompanying it. As they stand there and look at the sea, a sun beginning to set against the reflection of the water, Syuri speaks up, issuing a warning that also doubles as a command.

“Well I think it’s safe to say she is dreaming now and apparently quite actively. I know we have a wraith to find, and that we have a bit of limited time, but we need to stick together. If we split up, who knows what will happen. We could get lost in here. Got it?”

“Got it.” Keiji and Paige answer simultaneously. Syuri nods her head in improvement, the three then walking down the beach along the sea, like the field devoid of anybody or anything.

Outside of Asami’s head, Aimi sits on the floor beside her. Within her hands she holds a book, she lifting her head up from it’s pages every now and then to check on Asami. When she sees that all is well, her eyes return to the book, she engulfing herself in something to keep him from worrying about Asami or her friends. It was now a little after midnight and Asami’s parents were now sleeping downstairs; they cuddled up to each other on the couch. Everyone but Aimi was asleep, she feeling a bit of tiredness herself. She closes the book and lays it on the floor and picks up a remote for the television, she turning it on and putting the volume on low, she keeping herself up with the sounds and images coming from the electrical box.

Inside of Asami’s dream, the group of three walk down a street covered with the blanket of night, the only source of light being street lights. As they make their way down the streets, they notice Pugs and cats hanging all around it, the Pugs barking away as the cats move swiftly and seamlessly around, it almost creating the illusion of them dancing. While walking, Paige begins to talk.

“It seems weird that Asami hasn’t had a regular dream yet. All we’ve seen so far is mostly scenery, this being the first time we’ve seen other living beings.”

“It doesn’t surprise me. She is an artist after all. I’d think her mind would be filled with still images.” Keiji says, his eyes moving side to side on the lookout for anything suspicious.

“I suppose so. But still, you would think we’d come across an actual dream by now.” Paige returns, she reaching down to pet a cat that has walked over to her and rubbed its head against her ankle.

Keiji laughs a bit as he watches Paige’s action. “Does it really matter if she has an actual dream?”

“Well we are looking for a wraith that’s causing her nightmares. So I would say yes.” Paige retorts.

“How do you know it’s an actual nightmare? If we’re just seeing 95% still images, the wraith could just be showing her still images of horrific scenes. Just up how many she sees in a constant fashion and she’d easily become freaked out.” Keiji explains a slight hint of annoyance in his voice at Paige’s persistence.

“Hey, you two in the peanut gallery, we have a wraith to find. So how you two just do you job looking for it and shut the-“Syuri starts to go off on the two, she being cut off as the area begins to shake.

The three stop walking and back up into each other, forming a slight triangular circle to where they each can see the environment. The shaking quickly intensifies the violence of it equal to that of the strongest earthquake one could imagine. As it carries on, all of the animals that occupied the street begin barking and meowing at the top of their lungs as they bolt in all different directions. While the shaking carries on, the scene begins to slant and slowly turn on it’s side a bit, the rangers falling down and slamming into a parked car that is now situated below them. Along with the shaking and slanting, all color melts away, it being replaced with a dark tinted combo of blue and red, flashes of other bright colors popping like firecrackers.

“I think we’ve entered one of the nightmares now!” Keiji shouts out as he slowly stand sup.

“No shit Sherlock.” Syuri retorts as she joins Keiji in standing on top of the car.

In the real world Asami begisn flailing and squirming about, she starts to moan as if she’s in pain, the volume of the moans growing as the seconds pass. Aimi’s ears register her moaning and she jumps up to her feet, she rushing over to Asami’s side. Aimi takes hold of one of Asami’s hands, she gripping onto it tightly in an attempt to help calm down.

“Asami-chan! Asami-chan please calm down! It’s only a bad dream! Think of something nice and dream of pleasant things!” Aimi shouts out to Asami. The words do not reach Asami though, she continuing to moan and flail about.

Inside the dream world Syuri, Paige, and Keiji bolt through a forest, the trees around them falling down at a rapid pace, some nearly missing the group of heroes. They leap over tress already fallen down as well as rocks as they make their way through the forest, they trying to escape it before being crushed to death.

“This is getting intense as all damn hell!” Keiji shouts out to his teammates.

“You’re telling me!” Paige shouts back, she leaping over a fallen tree before rolling away from it in a ninja roll like fashion.

The three continue running forward, it becoming harder to see anything as the trees in front of them lean downwards to block them from seeing farther ahead, as well as in an attempt to block their route. Syuri and gang close their eyes and cry out as they run straight into the barricade of trees, they bursting through the like a truck driving through a house. They make it through to the other side, their faces and hands scratched up and their clothing torn some.

The three continue running forward at top speed, they still propelled by momentum from their sprint through the barricade of trees. They run so fat with their eyes set forward so intensely that they fail to notice a river right in front of them. As the group runs into it, the river turns pitch black, the water vanishing. The heroes then let our screams as the foundation underneath them vanishes, they falling down into a black abyss, they flailing their arms in an attempt to grab onto anything to keep them from falling. There is nothing though, only emptiness. The abyss so black that the three can no longer see each other, they only able to hear the screams of one another.

Their fall comes to an abrupt end as their bodies slam into the ground. As they moan in pain, the abyss above them closes and their new environment turns into a sphere like room. The blackness slowly starts to dissolve away, revealing that the room is colored purple and green, white splotches splattered in a few spots. Paige, Syuri, and Keiji slowly stand up, Keiji arching his back forward, Syuri stretching out her arms, and Paige rubbing her behind.

“What is this place?” Paige asks, she as confused as the rest of her team.

“Why this is your grave my friends. An unmarked one at that. For this is where you shall sspend the rest of your very brief days.” A familiar voice states.

The three turn to face the same side of the room, Jung Moroi’s face appearing on the wall in front of them. She stares at with a smirk, her visible eye shooting daggers at the team of heroes, her gold pupil gleaming.

“Jung!” Keiji growls out.

“I should have known.” Syuri mutters under her breath.

“Indeed you should have Miss Miyamoto. But I suppose we all lose our heads every now in then when we dream.” Jung exclaims, she producing a chuckle afterwards.

Syuri brushes some dirt off of her skirt as she gives Jung a stare equal to that of deaths, her eyes gleaming with anger. “So, what’s the plan this time your royal bitchness?”

“My my the mouth on that one. You should be a girl and have some manners.”

“Shut the hell up Moroi! Why the hell are you here and torturing this girl!?” Keiji explodes.

Jung scoffs at Keiji, her smirk fading. “Morpheus sure does like raising some rude fighters doesn’t he? No matter, I wanted to drop by and let you three know of your doomed fate anyways.”

“Then out with it!” Syuri shouts.

“Oh alright. No patience either. You see my friends this young girl is quite the artist. From what I monitored of her she seems to be quite famous. So I figured I’d simply give her a good old fashioned series of nightmares that are so bad that it’ll influence her artwork. She’ll draw such grisly and morbid images that it’ll strike fear in all who see them. And as we know, my little wraiths are born out of fear. She draws gruesome images, I get my wraiths. But there is quite more to this whole production, and I’m quite proud of this one. I could have picked any artist really that was famous, but yet I picked her. Care to know why? I found out that she lives quite close to that lovely little kitten you three hang out with. I figured that if I plagued this girl with nightmares so bad that it affects her everyday life, eventually she’ll cross paths with your little friend. Knowing that she’d eventually find out about her having nightmares, I knew she’d come to you. You’d charge in here like the great warriors you are and play white knight.

But as we all know, you three can only come and go if she’s asleep. If she’s awake then you three are stuck here. And that my dear Dreamrangers is where my dream gets fun. I implanted a wraith inside of her mind so that it could force her into having nightmares, doozies at that. Nightmares so bad that it wouldn’t be out of the question for the girl to go into quite a state, one so bad that it would take waking her up to calm her down.”

“Y you don’t mean?” Paige stutters out.

“Oh I do. Bring your fools in here and then give this poor soul the most intense nightmares my little mind and pet can come up with. Ones so strong that she’ll be forced into waking up. And since this has been going on for a while, her parents wouldn’t dare let her sleep for a while, they’d keep her up. This resulting in you three being trapped in here and becoming chow for my wraith. Oh and you want to know what the kicker is? The pills you gave the girl are almost out. While you fell down that abyss I upped the nightmares so much, that your little friend was forced to go through almost the entire bottle to keep the girl asleep. I’d say you only have a few left.

Well then, that was quite a lot to say. I think I shall retire to my realm now and leave you all for my pet. Tootaloo rangers.” Jung explains with a smile that would put the Cheshire cat to shame. After finishing her plan, she begins cackling maniacally as he face vanishes from the wall, she leaving the Dreamrangers brewing in intense anger.

The three then hear a gargling noise behind them, they whipping their bodies around to see what is causing the noise. The ground bubbles and sinks down some as a figure rises from it, it being black head to toe. It opens it’s mouth open to reveal it’s fang like teeth, it’s eyes sunken in, little red pupils shining out some. It stares at Syuri and the others, it producing a snarl like laugh.

The three look at the creature head on, their faces as serious as they have ever been. As they stare down their latest opponent, Keiji speaks up, her smirking a little at his words.

“Hey, you guys feel like indulging in some anger management?”

“Gladly.” Syuri replies.

Syuri raises her arm up, she holding her hand in a snapping position. She then snaps her fingers, a bright gold light emanating from the three as she does so. When the light fades away, the three stand there in their Dreamranger suits. They lock eyes with the wraith clad in black through their visors, the area around them shaking some still, screams from the outside working their way into the way room. The four beings soon let out individual cries of battle, they then charging towards each other at a break neck pace.

Inside Asami’s room, Aimi looks down at the girl as she screams and flails about, her flailing now more violent than ever, the girl even throwing herself up and down against the bed repeatedly, her head slamming down hard against her pillow. Outside of the room, Asami’s parents sit against the wall, their faces as pale as white can be, their faces painted with utter crushing despair. They would help their daughter if they could, but they were asked to not enter the room per Syuri’s request, she not wanting them in there and possibly waking Asami up, thus ending their “evaluation” of her.

Aimi looks into the bottle of sleeping pills she was given, she only having three left, Asami’s night terrors so bad that it was taking up more then one to get her to sleep. Aimi curses the three in her head, she hating them for forcing her to put Asami through this. Aimi takes a pill out and puts it down Asami’s mouth, she then rubbing it down her neck and into her body.

The Dreamrangers throws hits back and forth with the wraith, it seeming to always dodge every one of them. The wraith though continues to smack the rangers around as if it was nothing, his blows so strong that the heroes go flying into the walls of the room, it seeming to get hotter and hotter. Syuri and Paige attempt to double team the nightmarish being, but it simply waves its arm to the side, it using it’s mental ability to send Paige slamming into a wall, Syuri then crashing into Paige.

Keiji watches this and in reaction clenches his fists tightly. He then lets out a roar as he runs towards the wraith, he bringing his arm back in a position to punch his enemy. The wraith simply cackles though, it throwing it’s head down to looks at the ground. Right as Keiji is about to reach his target, the floor comes alive and grabs his ankles with gooey deformed hands. Keiji moves about trying to free himself, but is not able to, the hands then dragging him down into the floor, he screaming all the while.

Paige and Syuri look on shocked at what has just unfolded. In the blink of an eye Keiji has been dragged down into God knows where. As the wraith looks at the spot where Keiji use to stand, it producing another snarl like laugh while doing so, Paige screams as vanishes from sight. She appears again behind the wraith, she throwing her leg upwards, she looking to slam it into the neck of the enemy. The wraith suddenly vanishes, it appear a second later behind Paige. It snarls as it grabs hold of Paige by the chest and abdomen, it then flying up into the ceiling with her.

Syuri runs to the spot where the creature once stood with her friend and comrade, she dumbfounded by how the wraith can be this powerful. Before she can think of what to do, the walls of the room move inwards quickly, they slamming into Syuri, she screaming out in pain as the crush her slowly. The room then shoots out in all directions and explodes, Syuri disappearing with it.

Syuri slowly opens her eyes, she seeing nothing but a white floor, she laying face first against it. Slowly she makes it up onto all fours, she seeing that she has been forced out of her Dreamranger suit by the explosion. After a few more minutes she is up to her feet, her body as broken, bruised, and slightly bloody as always. With her area now fully visible to her, her jaw drops at what she sees. For Syuri is no longer in any room, forest, street, sea, or field. She now stands in complete and utter whiteness. She turns around in a panicked state, she trying to figure out where she is exactly within her head. However she finds nothing except white, white everywhere. Syuri’s eyes tear up some and she clenches her fists, she throwing her head up to what would usually be a sky or ceiling, she letting out a loud, agonizing scream.

...To be continued

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