It was a cave. A cavern even, trecherous and deadly at the best of times. But it was solid and it existed, far from the chaotic mind of Pesadelo de Rabiscos, better known as Pesa to her friends. Not that she head many of them; infact the young sad sleepy heart was pretty much alone in the world. Aside from the many illusions her mind created for her. Sometimes they rippled like when you throw a stone into a pool, sometimes they shimmered as the light bounced of their skin. Sometimes they screamed. That was when things got bad. Pesa was slightly paranoid, she was young. Too young for the things she'd seen, too young to be this crazy. She believed herself to be mad, dangerous even. Her nightmares had akways came true; and now the things she feared at night were seeping into the day. Things were too dangerous for her to handle alone. So why was it Pesa found herself here in Crais Caverns? She was looking for a companion. An akail to be exact. Perhaps one of those dangerous creatures would understand her.