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Mot was motivated to beat Shun. He would save Mitsu first. He would save her better. "Looks like it." Mot seemed to calm down slightly after hearing Xiu pipe up, smiling kindly at her. The atmosphere suddenly thinned out, not quite as dark and suffocating as it had been.

The reaper led the way out of the barn, and again they found themselves in a small village. Although it was night time, torches lit the pathways around town. Torches with flames shaped like jack-o-lanterns, their forms flickering wildly in the breeze.

The town was quiet. Eerily quiet. There was no sign of Shun.

The further they walked through town, a voice began to faintly emanate from the distance. A saloon's windows glowed with light. A rowdy patron seemed to be ordering someone around.
"I think someone is here." Mot whispered to Xiu, patting her shoulder. "Stay behind me. I don't want you to get hurt."

Inside, a gnome dressed like a cowboy seemed to be drunk as a skunk, standing on top of a bar stool. He was ordering around a ghoul with brilliantly white hair, dressed in delicate silk.
It was Mitsu. Chained to the bar and forced to serve the gnome drink after drink. Mot pointed his gun at the ceiling and fired a few shots, scaring the gnome so badly he fell from his chair. Mitsu also had a fright, ducking under the bar.

"Party is over, scumbag!" Mot announced in a booming voice. "Reach for the skies!" The second pistol he had given Xiu another town ago was in his hand, now pointed at the gnome. "Xiu, get Mitsu outside."

Mitsu, cowering behind the bar, had her eyes fixated on a set of keys... hanging from a ceiling fan.

Mot watched from the corner of his eye as Xiu struggled to get the keys. "Is it too far?!" Maybe he should do it instead...

Funny that Xiu would wish such a thing. While her dress did not enable flight, some odd things began to happen. The orderly flow of the dream turned upside down just then,

Literally.

With a loud groan from the building, the whole room seemed to turn, flipping onto it's ceiling. Mot yelped and 'fell' from the floor and onto the ceiling above. The gnome had grabbed onto the bar, clinging for dear life. Mitsu almost fell from the floor too, but the chain around her leg tethered her, leaving her to hang from her foot, flailing in a panic. "Eyaaaa!" The ghoul struggled to keep her dress from lifting past anything indecent. The gnome, being the perv he was, tried to get a peek but ended up letting go of the bar in the process, flying outside through a sunroof.

Where he ended up was a mystery.

The keys still hung from the ceiling fan, in much closer reach.

"Mitsu! It's okay!" Mot stood wearily on the ceiling, the whole room creaking like it was a boat that had capsized. Mitsu whimpered, still hanging from her foot, her hair touching the cieling. So close to freedom yet so far.
"MITSU?! You fiends, what have you done?" Shun had poked his head through the sun roof, staring down at the wolf ghoul. "I'll get you out of--AAH" The reaper slipped and fell inside, onto the ground below.

But...

How...

Oh well.

"I'm on it." Mot stood below Mitsu, ready to catch her at any moment. The ghoul seemed absolutely panicked. "N-no! I-If I fall I might hur--WAAA-----YEEE!!!" The ghoul fell into Mot's arms, upside down. Mot turned his head away as to not glimpse anything he shouldn't, turning her upright and letting her stand on her own two feet.

Mitsu bowed over and over, blushing a bright red colour. "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry! I-I didn't mean to cause you both any trouble.." Mot chuckled and waved his hand. "It's all right, little lady. You're safe and free to go."

The soft spoken lupine fidgeted with his clasped hands in front of her. "Th-thank you both.. however.." Mitsu shifted her shoulders, looking down at the 'floor' below them at the twitching body of Shun. "I...I have business here.. and well... I think the princess you are searching for is in another town..?"

Again with that? Mot sighed and rubbed his neck. "How much farther now, I wonder.."

The scenery faded away into darkness.

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A dank, cold dungeon of sorts. The western theme seemed to have died altogether. Steam shot out of intertwining pipes that ran across the ceiling of a series of tunnels. Mot didn't feel good about this at all. "Xiu?" He asked uncertainly, hoping the Baku hadn't disappeared on him like she had in phase two of the dream.

Oh good. Xiu was there. Mot sighed and set his hands on the ghoul's shoulders. "I think I know this place. It's definitely dangerous to be here. Stick close." The reaper turned again and began his trip through the tunnels. He seemed to know exactly where he was going.

There was soon a cluttered room. It had many strange beakers and bottles of liquids, containers of parts and pieces belonging to various species. A male in a white lab coat and goggles was busy cleaning his blades and devices at a workbench, his long messy hair pulled into a high ponytail.
On the wall was Hel, tethered to bolts with leather straps. She was also in full battle armour.

"MOT!" She yelled, wiggling herself around recklessly. "TELL YOUR INSANE FATHER I AM NOT A BIRD TO BE DISSECTED!" The Valkyrie seemed absolutely livid, less like a damsel and more like a caged beast.

Mot's father simply grinned devilishly. "Such a noisy specimen."

Xiu was wrong again.

No sooner had Mot's father turned around did two bullets fly past him and hit the straps holding Hel up. Mot stood silently. No words, barely a breath. "Oops. I missed."

"GYAH!" Hel flopped the floor with a clank. The necromancer stared through opaque goggles at Mot and Xiu with a quirked eyebrow. "Huh? What was thaaat for? Can't you see I'm busy?" The Necromancer sighed heavily, gripping the table and leaning over. "My work is important to me. A child like you would never understand."
Hel stood up, and rather than run away, she punched Mot's father in the back of the head. "I AM A GREAT WARRIOR! A PRINCESS OF WAR! FIGHT ME FAIRLY, LECH!"

Mot's father's head bounced comically off of the table when hit, and he crumbled to the floor.

Hel huffed, kicking the lump of scientist on the ground.

Mot had no idea what to do or say. In fact, his uncertainty was making the dream flicker.... like static.

Hel raised a brow as she slung Mot's father over her shoulder like some kind of hunting game. "Eh? No at all! I am not the sissy Princess he wants." The Valkyrie snapped with scorn, spitting on the ground. She seemed almost disjointed, or disappointed.

"His precious Princess is in another town." The ghoul then grinned, her eyes glinting with smugness. "Not that he can have her anyway."

The room suddenly turned red. It crumbled. Crumbling and falling to peices. Hel took to the skies, while Mot cursed and took hold of Xiu. "Hang on!" The reaper held the baku protectively as the piece of floor they had been standing on began to fall.

The Princess had already been saved.

Atop a castle's tower, Lizzy danced with Mac. Both of them dressed to the nines.
Atop the tower, all was well.
Calm.
Almost romantic.

Where Mot and Xiu stood, way down below on a block of concrete, they was surrounded by red hot coals. Fields of them. The air was thick, and there seemed no way out. A wicked cackling faintly echoed int he distance. A woman in black, her features not quite visible from the distance they were at, hovered above the pair. "Wake up, boil. You've no time for silly games." A cold sneer formed on her blurry features. "Silly childish dreaming ended when you were five. Grow up."

Lightning crashed down.

Mot woke up with a start.

Huh? Had he fallen asleep? How long was he out? He didn't feel... rested. Not at all. The reaper sat up with a groan, rubbing his eyes. His hat was of course still on his head, by some miracle of science.

"Hm?" Mot looked over at Xiu. "Oh, sorry I forgot you were here... uh, not really. I feel kind of worn out." He chuckled, sounding a bit tired. "I don't remember dreaming anything. Did I?" She would know, after all. Gosh, if he hadn't dreamed anything then poor Xiu wasted her time.