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Shaking his head, he replied, "No. Zanks, but no. I'm fine for nov." He stood and glanced about them. Suddenly, he realized how hungry he was. Not to mention cold.
"Vell...maybe ve should try getting out again, yeah? Ve can't stay here all night."

She stretched and loooked at him. "Yeah, it'd be nice to get some food," she said as she looked down at her stomach. She felt it grumble slightly and she looked back at the stick in the ground. Boy I wish I could turn things into food or clothing right about now she thought to herself as she stared at the stick some more. She heard a twig snap and she jumped slightly. "I wonder if they have ramen at this school. If they do I wonder what kinds I mean flavors that is. I basically lived off Ramen last year and I'm really craving it now." She smirked slightly as she sat down on the ground and looked around. ((is that better?))

Kaia looked out at the forest something about it mezmorizied her. No, the forest is off limits, you know that! I can't kicked out of here too. It's the only home I have. Still she stared out at it. There was something about it, like something that was meant to pull people in. Dark magic? She thought. Could it be? Roy!!! Just then Eden came. She feed the large eagle some of the bird seed she'd been carrying. " Hey, Eden, you see that forest. There's something about it, like it's meant to lure people in." Eden looked at her told her through telepathy. That's dark magic, no doubt about it. " You think it's Roy." Kaia you need to stop holding on to hope. You know Roy is gone. You know that in your kingdom no one survives long after exile. No one. "But I was exiled and I've survived this long." Come now Kaia you know that Lord Devin would never let his own daughter die in exile, no matter how much the people nag him to do it." Still, I have to look!"

She ran off towards the forest. No ones going to stop me from finding him! As she went further and further into the forest darkness surrounded her. Finally, she decided she had no choice and that she'd have to use her light magic so she could see her way through.It'll make it obvious where I am but, I have no choice. As she walked through the forest she noticed the many rotting trees. It didn't bother her at first until she looked closer. The rotting trees all looked like faces. Human faces. The thought sent shivers down her spine.This is no forest. It's a grave yard. Something terrible must have happened here for the spirits to curse it so.

Finally, she got to the edge of a clearing. Kaia! You are an idiot! You just run in unprotected! You father would have my head if anything happened to you. "Nice to see you to Eden." She looked around a bit. Wow. She thought. Whatever the spirits have against this place, it must be really bad. When she looked up she saw the moon. Some how she couldn't take her eyes off it. Suddenly, a scene flashed before her eyes. She looked around. There was music, dancing, and food. A festival. Just like at home. Suddenly she heard a blood curtling scream. She looked around but, she could barely make out what was happening but she could tell there were bandits. Lots of them. Then the scene finally ended and she was free of the moons grasp. Kaia! Were you listening to me at all! " Sorry Eden, but it seems to me there's something we have to do here." She walked and noticed a couple of girls. " If you know whats good for you you'll get out, NOW!" She finally noticed the rotting door and went inside.

Kaia turned around at the sound of a thump. She noticed a young girl about her age kneeling down and clutching her eye. She ran over to her. " Are you all right?" She asked.

Mergex entered in the place. He stopped stepping back. He was amazed. Night time...when it was daytime? Something strange here. It could be magic or unknowly to anyone an invisble wormhole. He thought the magic was a better idea. He felt it though..some presence and it wasen't nice. He smiled though. Something very bad had happened here and he was feeding off the energies that had lingeried.


He looked at the bell tower smiling. He kicked down the rusty old door and looked at the sprialing old staircase. He slowly began to climb up it wanting to see the bell at the top.

Tomoro had somehow made her way back to the Belltower, all the way from Saya hill. There was still that looming presence of death, the thing that Tomoro always had in her heart back at home and even now. Walking up to the door with rusty hinges, she noticed it had been kicked down by some passerby. "Figures..." she muttered, eyes half closed, as if she were in a daze. Taking a deep breath, Tomoro walked into the tower.

It was the same... musty, damp, and old, not to mention creepy. There were bugs and cowebs everywhere... not to Tomoro's liking. However, the things Seiya said had brought her down so much... more than she would know. Who did she think she was, speaking to her like that? It was insane. Tomoro was about to sigh when there was a loud shriek that came from up the stairs, and she stopped dead in her tracks, expecting her scarred eye to start pulsing with pain again. However, it did no such thing, and Tomoro gave a confused expression as she made her way over to a bench propped up against a wall.

She looked in disgust, however; there was a skeleton sitting there. She made no sound, and instead brought up her boot and kicked it in the ribs, causing the bones to fall apart and crash onto the floor, a few splintering. The old Tomoro was back, not the happy one that enjoyed company. She just wanted to be alone right now, even if the only living things around her were mice and insects. Turning her gaze to the bones, Tomoro noticed that the jaw was still hanging open... it had probably been hanged. But if so, why here?

Turning around, Tomoro let out a small gasp, and then coughed a bit when dirt entered her lungs. It looked like a medieval torture device... and it was quite interesting, actually. Tomoro had indeed sat on a bench, but it was the bench where victims were tied up by their hands and feet, and a metal noose was hung around their necks. There were a small pile of rocks next to her, probably a lever that indicated when the bench would collapse and leave the person to hang by their chains and nooses. It gave her the shivers, but Tomoro ran her fingers through her hair; she wouldn't be freaked out by something as simple as this. In fact, she leaned back against the bench and the wall, sighing lightly, leaving herself to think about what was going on and what she was going to do in the future.

Tomoro stood up, and decided to examine her surroundings. Raising an eyebrow, a strange pile of dust was seen in a corner, surrounded by planks of wood, as if it were hidden for a reason. As soon as she stood up, she also noticed something; there was a red line across the doorway, and around the exterior of the entire building. Her eyes widened a bit; she had seen something like this before... at her grandmother's house.

It was known in her culture that when red dust was place across an entry way, evil spirits could not cross. Why was it that she was able to cross...? However, another thought struck her mind. As soon as she went past that line, it seemed like something took over her and brought her to that bell. Was there a ghost in the perimeter, or was it just Tomoro's imagination? She wandered over to the pile of dust, and blew on it softly, the particles flying up into the air all around her. Then, without hesistation, she reached forward and grabbed the object hiding within it, pulling it out. What the.... Blowing on the object, Tomoro realized it was a key, battered up and bruised, a few chips taken off of it. It seemed to be made of a strong metal, and she turned it over, frowning.

There were... initials in it. The same initials as the bell, she realized. Dropping the key instinctively, she shook her head and picked it up. It was then that her foot slipped past the red dust, and she let out a soft gasp, falling to the floor. Just like last time, it felt like something cold was entering her, and Tomoro shook before her eyes dulled out. Standing up, the key in her hand, she wandered over to the bell, examining it once again. Con.... connections... to the key and this bell.... Whatever it was that entranced her, she moved around the large silver instrument, looking under and over it. The bell seemed to barely hang on its hinges, and Tomoro reached out her hand to touch the initials, then putting it back down suddenly, as if a hand had slapped her away. Not realizing that, she just stood there, the eyepatch on her eye falling off a bit, her head tilted, causing her hair to cascade off of her shoulders.