DEREK'S DREAM

6:30am, Wind Winders Pack.

Derek stirred on his bed, as he felt his body undergoing some changes which made him uncomfortable even in his dream.

Yes, he was dreaming again.

He was talking with a woman.

He was sure that he hadn't seen her before.

"We will commence our operations today. You remember what you ought to do eh?" The woman clothed in black apparel all over asked him.

He found himself nodding.

And then he knew that the woman wasn't actually talking with him, but to the beast within him.

"And don't play around like you did some hours ago. I didn't ask you to kill the little girl. As a matter of fact, I have some plans for her. So, don't touch her. Don't touch anyone of them, until I ask you to do so." She stated, and he shrugged.

"I was hungry." He said, or rather the beast said through him.