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"No, no, no." he muttered as he pulled out the notebook and flipped a few pages. Reaching inside, he revealed a small pencil and began scribbling. He felt his mind recall bits of the memories but at the same time, he didn't feel like he could trust them. Perhaps if he was able to get his thoughts onto paper, and show her, she might be able to recall her own memories. "My parents never let me out of the estate. I did not go to any parties." Whatever those were. The only parties he was aware of were the hunting sort.

He scribbled figures of shadows, their bodies were rough outlines but their circular eyes and noted colors. He offered her the notebook. "Oh!" Taking it back he began scribbling again, then offering it again.

One of the pages depicted the shadowed figures with some white lines, beside them were colors; red, blue, yellow, etc. On another page were a large spiraled tower and then a crumbled one beside it. On the next was a tarot card that read 'Death' and a vague figure of male and a scythe.

"Does this mean anything to you?"

Looking at the notebook he contemplated the idea that perhaps, while asleep, their dreams had gathered to a place of shadows. Being Halloween Town, he was unsure of the craziness that goes on here, but there was very little to be surprised about. Anything could happen here as long as it was spooky, frightening, mysterious, and scream worthy. He tried to recall more of it, but not much else than what he had described before. He remembered voices that sounded familiar, the shadows, the ever moving shadows, and that card. But the tower that he drew was not made of shadows, it was different, and he remembered that it fell at some point throughout the night of his dreams. He never spoke to it to anyone, but Maple was all too familiar, as if she was there too. So perhaps the idea of a Shadow Dream World wasn't entirely out of the comprehension of explanation.

"I had a dream like that a long time ago, but did not think much of it." He started. "Until I saw you at Scarentine. Even then, I did not say anything because it was but a dream." He paused and looked around the shelves for open ears. If it was one of the things he had learned, Demons are a sneaky bunch and like to overhear for relevant information to use. This was none of their business and certainly didn't want the campus to think of him as a lunatic.

"Perhaps the cards were what we were in the dream of shadows. I think I was with one other shadow person... so I am not sure if there were others."

'They were?' or 'they were.', he wasn't sure. She seemed very nervous, but he wasn't going to press it. He could not recall more than what was present, he put all his information out on the table. Something his mother would vastly look down upon. He could almost hear her now saying that he has no leverage now for more information and now they had information that they could use against him. He smirked to himself. If the scarf around his neck wasn't there, Maple would be thinking he was a creep or something.

"I think so, but I am not certain. In fact, I am almost certain that it was just a dream that was then influenced by the recent shadow attack... I don't know..." He was growing uncertain and even his lie made more sense than a coincidental dream that he and a stranger shared. He, too, slumped back into his chair as he fetched himself another snack. If it was a coincidence, than that was it. But how does one prove it?... then again, what exactly was he trying to prove? That he met Maple before coming to school as a shadow in some world where he was death and that they have no recollection of it? Shaking his head, Uru looked to his notepad. "I suppose, if there are others... we could try asking them about it."

She didn't want to know? Or was it something else that was making her reluctant on finding out more on the matter. With the topic of the Shadows becoming more and more fascinating, the mystery of the red spiral minis were put to the wayside. He was interested now... If Maple remembered or had the same dream, could others have had it too? If that was the case, then it would be likely that something in Halloween Town is different. It was that or a student was playing with dreams.

The latter was more likely.

"Very poorly?" He questioned, cocking a brow at the little female as she thumbed through the pages of her book. The hellhound pondered it for the moment and looked down to the notepad before him of the shadows and the dreams. Perhaps... "Perhaps I can go and find out about it. I could let you know if anything comes up." He offered.