September 4
Fear All of my travels have brought me back to where I started. I could not find anyone else before I found her again, of all the people in the world.
She was different this time, however. She was not in her previous delirium, but rather a pure state of panic. Whereas she had been welcoming, she ran and hid from me this time. Everything else was the same. Everything but the spirit. One of the red spirits loomed in the shadows this time.
When I think back to my previous visits into others' minds, I notice a pattern. The blue spirits are always present when the dreamer is complacent and weak; the red appear only for mad dreamers.
The red spirits do not just cause dreams, but nightmares.


Kato