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Caleb: ...I had a dream that something dark was after you...

Darnell: ...what kind of something dark? *please PLEASE tell him it's just overactive imagination!!!*

Caleb: *huffs, rubbing his hands over his face* I saw you in a dark place. There was a raven with red eyes chasing you. And dark shadows laughing. I dunno. I think they thought they beat you and were celebrating.

Darnell: *soft huffsob, laying back with both hands over his face* Oh, no...please, /please/ no... *distraught!*

Caleb: */sits/ up* ...It was real...? */worried/ now* Should we call Mister Thomas?

Darnell: ............Caleb...tell me /exactly/ what you saw and heard, everything you remember.

Caleb: ....I saw a dark room. You were walking, like you didn't realize you were in a dark place. And then I heard a raven. I couldn't see it at first. It cawed and moved around. I know that because the sound moved around. And then its eyes glowed red and it was right in front of you. It dove at your chest and you ran. It chased after you and then I heard men laughing. They laughed and laughed as the raven got closer to you. I shouted at them to get away, but they didn't hear me. I knew it was bad. I knew it would be really bad if the raven caught you. I think the voices wanted the raven to get you. I was shout at it to get away from you when I woke up.

Darnell: ..............h-have...have you ever dreamed of ravens before, Caleb?

Caleb: I don't know. Not that I can remember.

Darnell: .............. *just...just lays there with a hand over his eyes - what does he do with this? More importantly, how does he protect Caleb!?*

Caleb: ...Darnell? *worried.* Was it real?

Darnell: ...........yup, it's real. I know that raven, and the voices you heard. They're the reason I was shot yesterday. I defeated them a few years ago and they've found a way to come back for revenge. *wipes a hand down his face, then shifts to look over at Caleb* Caleb...if you dream of them again. Keep quiet. Don't draw their attention. Understand? I don't want you to get involved. I don't...I don't want to see you or your mom hurt.

Caleb: *nods, voice a bit small* Okay. ...Darnell, what... what if it’s too late?