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Al had finally ended up in the nurses office before the lights went out. Everyone was already sleeping in the room so he just grabbed a chair and sat down next to the wall, kicking his feet up onto a table. Of course, feeling the way that he was, he didn't go to sleep. He hadn't eaten all day and after his episodes with various blood lying everywhere, he felt pretty damn shitty. All of it went numb as the day went on, leading him to feel very blank at that moment.

What was so good about a crack addict who attacked teachers? For the life of him, Alastair couldn't figure it out.

There was a pitcher of water on the table and he poured himself a glass. The rain and wind were howling outside, rattling the windows. It was going to be a long night.

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Adrienne found herself a little cot in the nurses' room, using her 'injury' to get a bed. Hey, if your only other option was your desk in your office, you'd try and get a bed too. They had given her a nightgown, plain blue, and she set Shirou's clothes off to the side. The clothes had become a little dirty through the events of the day. She felt a little guilty but figured she would wash them in the morning. There was plenty of water around anyways...

Despite the roaring thunder outside and the throbbing in her head, Adrienne went off to sleep pretty easily.

((NO nono! Dont worry; I was rushing too much! sweatdrop
I'll wait a bit for peoples to catch up; Conall's dream is kinda freaky, but good.))

Ray slowly began to wake up as he heard the pouding of the rain against the building. Though it helped him fall asleep, in the morning it only helped to wake him up. Slowly he woke up. His hand was still in hers. He had dreamed pretty well that night. All his dreams were centered around Kiyoko. His male mind may of gone too far though, but that was something he still couldn't control.

A groan passed through his lips as he rubbed his eyes with his other hand and ran his hand through his hair. He blinked a couple of times and realized that they were still stuck in school and that wasn't just a dream. He sat up and kissed her hand. He looked around and let out a yawn.

Celia had slept pretty well also. She didn't dream at all. She had so much running through her head that even her dreams couldn't mash it all together to have a weird dream. She never slept for long amounts of time and started to wake up. Her face was burried in Conall's chest and she was very warm and cozy. She started to be able to hear his murmurs. She slowly opened her eyes and looked up at him. She had a small smile but could tell he wasn't dreaming well. She stroked his cheek gently and soothingly, trying to calm him a bit.

(( Time to finish the dream! ))
Conall hid under the bleachers and stayed there. He watched everyone run past him, only to hear yelling not that far away. Everything dissolved into his old home, his first home and the one he had lived in longest.
-"No..."
Conall was no longer under bleachers, but under his bed. He recognized the yelling as his mother and father's.
-"Noo..."
Conall poked his head out from under his bed in time to see his father back hand his mother and turn to him. He was wearing a construction worker's uniform, and had a beer in one hand. This wasn't his father, it was a demon. The closer it got to Conall, the more it showed it's true form.
-"Nooo...."
It's eyes went black, it's teeth got jagged, it was hunched over, it grew claws, it's hair grew until it covered it's eyes. It lifted a massive hand above it's head, other hand clutched on a massive barrel of beer.
-"Noooo..."
The demon then began to beat Conall around, drug him out from underneath the bed, continued to beat him, even hit him with the barrel of beer wihich shattered on Conall's head. Conall was thrown to the side as the demon turned back to Conall's mother, and began raping her while beating her. Conall stood up, bloody and already bruised. Conall grabbed a knife, his whittling knife, and jumped onto the back of the demon. He thrust the blade into the demon's back, and pulled it out. Conall repeated the process until finally Conall stuck the blade in the back of the demon's skull, and the blade broke off. The demon fell to the side and shrunk. Lying before Conall in a pool of his own blood, was his father. Conall looked at his hands, and they were covered in blood. Then, slowly, they changed into the demon's hands.

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Conall woke with a start, sweating. His shirt was clutched to his chest, and Conall was shaking. He hated that dream. Conall had been having that nightmare since he was a small kid. Ever since he really killed his father. Thank god the police called it a case of self-defense. That was the last time police were ever nice to Conall. Conall leaned his head against the wall and looked at Celia.
-"Hey beautiful."

Celia had a slightly worried look on her face as he didn't seem to be getting any better during his sleep. But she couldn't help but smile when he greeted her. "Goodmorning..." she said, pecking his lips lightly. She stroked his hair gently. "Are you alright love?" she asked in a soft tone. Unlike her, he didn't look like he slept too well and she didn't know that that was normal for him. Though she knew a lot about him, she didn't know everything about him. "You didn't look like you slept too well." she commented. She pulled the fabric off his chest, airing it for him so that he'd cool off a little bit.

Kiyoko smiled as Ray was still being kind and loving to her, but not in a perverted sense. She hated the perverted kind; hence why most guys at her old school she either never went out with or were already taken by others.

At the question, it did bring her back to why she was here in the first place. "Well, I can't feel any pain, but for walking, I dunno." she answered honestly, before slowly pulling back the covers a bit, careful not to have it accidently lift up her gown to reveal too much.

The bandage was new, but it was hard to see the wound through it. She hoped she wouldn't be stuck here all day, but that would be up to the nurses and how the day was gonna go. But it wouldn't matter if she was with Ray, either way.

Lucy continued to pant for breath as she looked about the empty gym equipment room. It was full of all sorts of things, but nothing to make her comfortable. SHe'd have to move on soon; perhaps best if she left the school and went home in the rain. It was possible, hard, but possible.

Conall sighed and his eyes glazed over.
-"Well... it's based off of when I was real small. Like, when my mom was still married small. Basically I'm under my bed, I'm around five, and I can hear my parents yelling at each other. My dad was a construction worker, and every day after work he would drink and... well... the rest is kind of obvious from all the stories of other sob-stories of metalhead's, emo's, and just about every other sad kid's lives. But anyways, I'm under my bed, and I poke my head out from underneath my bed in time to see my dad backhand my mom. He then turns to see me and starts coming over to me. Thing is, though, is he's changing as he's walking over to me. He's changing into a demon, until he's just this freakish monster. He then drags me out from under the bed and starts beating me. He smashes the huge barrel of beer over my head and then finally just throw me to the side like a ragdoll. He then turns back to my mom and starts beating and raping her right in front of me. So I end up pulling out a knife, and I jump on his back and start stabbing him. I just stab him over and over until the blade breaks off from the rest of the knife and he falls over dead. And then he turns back into my dead and is lying in this pool of blood right in front of me, and I look at my hands and see their covered in blood, then they change to the demon's hands."
Conall closed his eyes and scratched his head.
-"Pretty messed up, huh?"