The window slid opened seemingly on it's own accord letting in a cool breeze with it that caused the curtains to sway in the breeze. A purple, boneless blob squeezed into the chamber spilling onto the floor, Aegir taking a more humanoid shape as he closed the window with his mind using telekinesis to do so.

Keen white eyes fanned over the interior of the bedroom looking for the sole sleeping occupant here, he knew that Mel was asleep, the brainwaves of humans were different when they were asleep then when awake, their creative centers for starters were often more active in REM sleep.

Though he came upon her at one of those moments where she wasn't in such a state but he easily enticed her to such a state with little prompting on his part. He tapped into the young mind before him, molding the images that she saw, allowing them to take shape until ...

She was at a city just finishing eating. Dressed in little more than a toga and sandles the man sitting across from her, Eramus, her father from a dream she had some time back governing Atlantis came flooding back to her.

He rubbed his olive colored chin then addressed her. "Melanie, are you feeling well?"

"D-dad?" Melanie groaned as she awoke back in Atlantis... "Dad, where are we... a monster... monsters were hunting us down... Atlantis...." Melanie stilled her tongue. What had happened last time? She remembered an attack of some sort, Atlantis was threatened... and then she did something... talked to someone?

"I apologize father... I just feel tired... and... confused..."

Eramus looked at her with confusion as she relayed what she did. He was confused in that she obviously had forgotten the last few months. "Atlantis is no more, it sunk more than two months ago. Monsters? I haven't seen anything for just as long. Lay down, I'll fetch a physician you obviously have come down with a fever."

He stood to excuse himself from the table, her brother, Icarus, glanced to the right at her. He too seemed a little confused by what was going on but held his tongue for the present, then looked back to his meal and began eating again.

"I... see... I'm sorry... it must've been a nightmare..." Melanie was confused, but perhaps her father was correct... she was, after all, sick... wasn't she?
"C-can I have some water?" she asked her father as she relaxed.

"Certainly," Eramus answered as he got a pitcher of water and sat it on the table before her, he took another moment to look at her as if concerned about something but he had not voiced the matter. Probably dotting on her as a parent would. He then left the pair alone as he went off to fetch the doctor.

After a moment had passed Icarus pushed his plate away, apparently finished with his dinner. He glanced at her again, looking upon her with a mild degree of curiousity mixed in with a healthy dose of skeptism.

"There still here, I've seen them. They don't think I see them but I do, do you think their looking for us? Their not the same one I met on Atlantis, they seem ... they seem scarier ... something tells me to stay away from them."

"Y-you've seen them too?" Melanie took a sip of her water, sitting up as drained her cup. "Good, at least I'm not crazy."
She had never thought that her little brother would have remembered the monster she had met that day. The monster she had...
Wait, what had she done with the monster? The memory was fuzzy, her mind blank.
"C-can you tell me what they're like? You know... have they.... talked to you?"

"No, they haven't talked to me yet. I think their looking for something, their scary and sulk in the shadows for the most part. I think their looking for something, I never see them approach anyone but see them occasionally down at the docks. But fortunately they have not seen me yet or maybe they were looking for something else, I didn't see it as a good idea just to ask them. But there are two of them, one splotchy the other fatter than the first. Purple thingies that look kinda like octopi with all those tentacles, well a cross between them and a man."

He fell silent for a second, considering something then went on. "Do you think their looking for us? We haven't lived down by the docks in months though."

"I wish I knew," Melanie responded, sighing. They were by the docks then? She wished she could remember what happened that night before. How strange it, feeling like she had awoken from a dream, despite the fact this, itself was just a dream...

"Yeah, in that area. I think they're trying to stay hidden too with all the sulking around that their doing. Each time I've seen them though they have been near one of the buildings near the docks, the offices of the customs agent I think though I'm not too sure.

"They haven't seen me though, at least they haven't seemed to take any interest. But they do seem to spend a lot of time their, at least that's were I've seen them each time I ran across them."

"Well... at least they haven't come too far in... maybe there's something they're looking for at the docks." Melanie sighed as she relaxed. If they weren't after her family, she was fine. Then again... these were the creatures that sunk Atlantis. Perhaps they were planning bigger things.

Melanie felt the need for some more water.

"Hey, Icarus, can you get some more water?"

Icarus left her for a moment to fetch a pitcher of water, Her thoughts going through her mind as he left her about these things. What these creatures were here for eluded her at the moment but they seemed to be at the docks rather then pressing inside of the city so they must be looking for something.

An item? Information? Aegir had blanked her mind and the mind of her family against the usual detection methods of these things so if they were looking for her dirctly they would not find her, perhaps they were attempting to find others that had knowledge about her, perhaps not it was hard to say for certain.

Icarus returned then with the pitcher. He regarded her for a moment. "What's wrong?"

"Um..." Melanie looked at Icarus, at lost for words. She felt the urge to go and see if the creatures were truly there, but for what reason would Icarus lie? She couldn't help drawing a blank. She barely understood these creatures, their motives, their biology, their very existence. All she could do was try to figure out what it was they wanted, and what would make them leave.

Unfortunately, in her current state, there was very little she could do but drink, sleep and get better.

Icarus seemed to know what was on her mind as she considered though the boy said nothing of course. He just looked at her in that innocent way of his while she considered matters though getting some rest was for the best. Her father returned a short time later with a physician that had looked her over but couldn't seem to find anything wrong with her at the time. Still he recommended rest and that was what Eramus ordered eventually not wishing to take any chances with her health at this stage.

Finally giving up on all hopes of getting and discovering what was happening within the next day escaped her. Melanie sighed, relaxed and drifted off in to a fitful, desperate rest.

It was early the next morning when she awoke, not even her father had been up yet and he normally got up with the sun, of course the sun had just risen over the horizon an hour or so ago so that in itself had been a bit unusual.