Thorn jumped when he heard Kamika's voice, half expecting the monster from his nightmare to materialise from nowhere. However, when he recognised her, he relaxed again.
"Hey," he said, trying to hide his anxiety behind a false blitheness. And failing miserably. Kamika raised an eyebrow at him and asked:
"What's bothering you? You've got that look on your face, something is wrong. What is it?" her voice was the kind she used when she wasn't going to take "nothing" for an answer. Thorn sighed and looked back up at the moon again.
"Nothing much. Just a stupid nightmare, that's all." Thorn tried to keep himself from shuddering as he remembered the "stupid nightmare." No, it hadn't been stupid at all, he told himself. But he didn't want Kamika fretting about him, so he'd shut up.
Kamika on the other hand, as if reading his mind, came over and sat down on the rock beside him, the look of determination in her eyes forcing him to look at her.
"Something tells me that so-called nightmare scared you more than it should. Come on Thorn, you can trust me. Tell me what's going on. Please?"
Thorn groaned and looked down, his gaze fixed on a small pebble just in front of the rock. There was no throwing Kamika off his trail now, he'd have to tell her.
And just hope she didn't freak out too much.
Several minutes later, after Thorn had tried to explain the dream in the least distressing fashion as he could, Kamika stared at him aghast.
"Why didn't you tell me? Thorn, this is serious, something is really wrong here! Oh gods, you could be having visions for all we know!"
"Kamika, please," Thorn implored, grimacing as his friend continued to jabber, "I'm sure it's nothing. Everyone has nightmares don't they? What makes this one any different?"
How about the fact it damn near scared me to death? Stop lying Thorn, you know this is more than a nightmare. Face it, this is important and you know it! Don't be such a coward.
"Don't say that!" Kamika squeaked, incredulous at Thorn's attitude, "How can you say something like that! If what we read in that book is true, then spirits know what that Mist could be after! What if you're seeing something important? You can't just deny it Thorn, you can't! We've got to get the others back, we've got to!"
This outburst seemed to take all the strength out of Kamika, and she pulled her knees up to her chest and sat on the rock, staring out at the forest and whimpering softly. Thorn put his head in his hands, silent tears of frustration beginning to trickle down his face.
I know Kamika, he thought furiously, I know we have to get them back! I know this dream is important, and I know I shouldn't be saying this. But I can't help it. I don't know what to do, and I don't know how to make this any better! I scarcely even know what this Mist of Loss thing is! How am I supposed to help anyone when I don't even know what I'm up against?
And how can I help them when I'm too scared even to tell you the truth?