As quiet as the night air would be, so are the creatures hidden within the dark, murky abyss of a moonless night.

A typical moonless night on the campus. Student usually frequent the nighttime even more so on nights such as this. Why? the reason is so simple...students get even more free rein during times like this. The night hides so many activities which are either fun, or rather a bit naughty for the naked eye. Naked...in a manner of speaking, the night holds many surprises for those who know what to expect...and those who lie in wait within the darkness.

The island holds many crevices and cracks on its ancient mountains. There are many caves going deeper, deeper into the recesses of the island and only so much space to hold any creatures who might want to frequent these caves. Of course, there are the occasional bats and the sub-terranean species, but something...or rather, someone...else lurks within the depths, stories of which had been re-told in murky, ever changing accounts by students who went spelunking and were gone for quite sometime, only to re-surface in a few days.

This night was feeding dark energies to those creatures who lurk in the abyss. They are the lone noise in the wind. The whistle in a dark hallway when no one is around. They are the sudden movement in the brush, the silent crack in the forest. They are the darkness.

The darkness has eyes, silent, watching, gleaming eyes malevolently watching as the students who were brave enough to face the moonless sky move about. On this night, though, special students with special skills will awaken. The darkness will consume them, prepared well enough for such a task.

The darkness moves forth from within a cave, eyes gleaming a malevolent black, only a spectre of a shadow moving about unseen.

It was late at night, and the full moon was shining brightly. The moonlight streamed through a window, landing on a girl who instead of breaking curfew was fast asleep. Alynia was wearing a rather revealing babydoll night gown which hugged her bare breasts delightfully leaving little to the imagination. A pair of matching panties covered her shapely behind. Even though Alynia was thin, she was a well endowed girl known on campus for her beautiful body. Alynia rolled over in her sleep, seemingly troubled by her dreams. The vision of the some cave entrance weaves in and out of her visions.

"Go to the cave. It will bring you great pleasure...." a faceless voice had hissed at her, but Alynia wasn't so sure.

"Don't go, you won't like it in there.." her subconscious told her in a worried voice but the first voice was rather convincing.

In her sleep, Alynia's eyebrows were furrowed slightly at the strange visions going on inside her head. Little did she know what she had in store for tonight.

The darkness pretty soon turned into light. Albeit a pale, sickly white, coming from the sad face of the moon that shone from behind the clouds. The darkness lifted, and secret scenes unraveled. Some students scurried off to more...secluded grounds. Others welcomed the moonlight, suddenly basking in the revealed sickly glow of the silver orb that hung in a backdrop of black and tiny glittering spots.

The darkness failed to hide what was lurking in it, and he did not like it. Instead of basking as most others did, he found himself reverting to what was a more darker setting...behind the brushes, beneath the trees, in between tree trunks. All the more to cast a shadow on his form.

The dark, gleaming eyes shone malevolently in the darkness as he slithered in between the shadows, avoiding what would be a giveaway of what was moving in between the shadows. There was a silent air about him...

That smell.

He did not know what caused it, yet he was drawn to it like moths to a flickering candle. He was so familiar of this smell. This smell that he knew was leading to somewhere familiar, somewhere he wanted to be.

The smell led him to a building, an open window, and the sound of a female in deep slumber. He reached out to her using his thoughts...and found something very interesting.



Fate has a funny way of playing games to those whom it cannot control.

Alynia mumbled slightly in her sleep, her dream self decided maybe it wouldn't hurt to just take a peek into this cave that was consistently haunting her. Curiosity had gotten the better of her. She suddenly found her self walking down the dorm hallway in her dream toward the direction where she subconciously knew where her destination lies.

"Don't worry, the cave isn't far. Just keep walking." the voice continued to hiss encouragement.

"You shouldn't be doing this..."her self conscious told her but Alynia's dream self laughed light heartedly.

"What's the worse that could happen?" she told her self conscious witha carefree smile before letting the first voice lead her onward.

In reality Alynia's had slowly blinked open revealing hazy brown misted over eyes. Alynia slowly sat up and walked into her bathroom and began absebt mindedly brushing her silky black locks. She set down her brush softly and made her way toward her dorm door. Her steps were small and soft walking down the hallway leading to the main entrance. Alynia stepped outside into the foriegn night. The coolness of the night caused her to shiver slightly, but did little to affect her night time stroll. It wasn't the first time Alynia had sleepwalked, but this was the first time in quite some time.

{OOC: I know, I know, crappy post is crappy post...}
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Like a monstrous chef, he walked among the shadows, carefully skirting the silver beams of the white orb hanging proudly in the sky. He'd passed quite a few students basking in the moonlight, quite some more in the thick of the forest...and some which were in a position not quite fit for showing.

Those in that position were quite in a predicament, as they were not exactly 'alone'.

He let them be...he never craved unnecessary battles, and if he did, it would not involve any more than just two persons and the other person should strictly be female.

Walking toward the building, he saw quite a few more students who went in and out, until he saw that which he had wanted to see. The girl whose smell was so intoxicating, she might've been a drug in a past life. Silently he slithered in the shadows as he waited to see where she would go.

Interesting, he thought, the girl was certainly sleeping! She wasn't stirring but she was certainly walking, her eyes closed. It was amazing that she didn't trip...she should have, but some force of fate had guided her through. He decided snooping around in her thoughts.



He smiled. Something was clearly guiding her...he didn't know what. He decided to join in the fun, as well.

" Harumph." he said in a dream state, as he appeared in her mind...an old man, well dressed in a business suit, sporting a long, white pony tailed hair, and a neatly tied beard. " You should do as the other says, my dear."

Alynia was completely oblivious to everything that was happening around her as she pushed her way into he thicker out the forest. The student around her much too occupied to notice the scantily dressed girl wander through the woods. In her dream Alynia wandered through the same woods, compelled by the first faceless voice that murmured quiet words of encouragement. Alynia jumped slightly at the addition of a new figure in her dreams. She blinked innocently a few times observing the oddly impressive old man.

"Why would you say that, sir?" she inquired in a sweet voice tilting her head inquisitively.

She began walking forward, every few steps the moon illuminated her face until she walked back into the shadow of another tree. The way she walked made her look much like a wood nymph of some sort. She stopped and suddenly spun around on her heels facing the old man.

"My name is Alynia." she stated in a carefree tone before spinning around again and taking dainty steps through the trees.

The old demon was quick to guide his prey through the trees without even meeting her or bumping into her. This trickery employed some form of subtle guidance such as scaring away what he thought was another monster moving through the brushes, a subtle push or shove when it came to some students coming their way, and the occasional psychic imagery without breaking his contact with the girl's mind.

So far, it seemed to work. The way into his den was clear, and the girl walked unhindered.
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He stepped forward, silently observing the girl in her dream, trying to make out where the other voice would have come from. However, the strange environment of the dream only seemed to contain two persons...him, and the girl.

The owner of the other voice had to be some other form of imagination, and it had to be a creation of the girl.

" Well..." he started,"...as a young man, I myself did not let anything stop me from getting what I want."

Strangely, he felt a bench where he thought he could sit, so he did.

" Do your thing, do not let anything stop you, isn't that how you kids say it?"
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He was just as surprised as the next guy when, outside of that dream world, she suddenly turned around. He could just make out blue eyes and a few form-fitting, body-hugging features of what she was wearing.



That was surprising enough, in itself.

Alynia's dream self laughed innocently, her voiced chimed across the erriely silent trees of her sleeping realms as she listened to the old man. "I have no idea what your talking about." she stated simply without a care. Alynia walked forward a few more steps and stopped abruptly. Her carefree expression changing into something a bit more serious. Staring into the dark mouth of the cave, Alynia suddenly realized she would have to make this decision right here and now, whether she wanted to enter the dark. "Do not let anything stop me?" she stated slowly repeating the old man's words before taking a shy step into he cave, her eyes scanned the darkness trying to see through it with no avail. Even wih the silvery orb hanging high above her, the cave was nothing but a curtain of pure night.

In real life, Alynia had taken her first shaky step inside the den aswell. Completely unaware of her surroundings Alynia walked forward with a slow and steady pace. A breeze rolled through the dark cave causing her tiny body to shiver and her tiny night gown to flutter upward revealing a teasing amount of her smooth mid drift. Her skin appeared to be glowing under the illumination of the moon as she stepped one foot in front of the other Ina rather clumsy sloth paced march. She was making her way into the large dark abyss at a torturingly slow pace.

Like a spider inviting a fly to his parlor, the demon silently guides the girl deeper and deeper into his abode. That weird feeling, as if she was looking at him and yet, wasn't, was in the air. Her half-open eyes seemed to be staring straight at him, and yet he knew she wasn't really seeing anything. It was all in her mind, this event, what was happening. He loved it.
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" Just walk, my dear." the old man said, and in a gesture of pure manliness, offered his hand to her.

" Watch your step, you might fall, it's a long way down."
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All around creatures were starting to stare, blood red eyes glancing at the demon and his prey. One glance was enough for him to warn them that this prey was taken and that they had to find their own.

The demon licked his lips. She was dressed for the occasion, and he couldn't have picked out a better dress for her.

Alynia walked along daintily, working hard to ignore the feeling of fright slowly seeping into her mind. Though she couldn't see her feet in front of her as she walked along, somehow she knew where to step, maybe it was her self conscious leading her on, or maybe it was the old man. Alynia couldn't help but wonder why this cave was pulling her further within it's reach. Trying to ignore the slight feeling of panic as she reassured herself that it was just a dream. She didn't know her physical self was sleep walking nor did she know how much danger she was in at this very moment. Alynia could feel eyes on her, whose eyes they were? She had no clue but she grabbed onto the old man's arm with a sensation of relief as they kept walking. She had hoped he would act as some sort of guardian. Her physical self mirrored these actions as she grasped the man's arm tightly.Unknowingly to her she was pushing her soft breasts into him, standing close, giving the man an excellent view down her cleavage. Alynia didn't like feeling so many faceless eyes gazing at her, for the first time in her dream she felt vulnerable.

The old man fought the eyes who were jealously looking at both of them. One glance, and some of them would close. Another, and a whole lot of them died down in the invisible white that was covering the whole room. Such was fate...you'd have to learn to share, but he was a very, very finicky customer.

" Just a few more steps to go...it isn't very far." the old man said, smiling kindly, like a grandpa would.
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Outside, the girl almost stumbled on a rocky outcropping as she misjudged her step slightly. Fortunately the demon was there to guide her and correct her balance, otherwise she would have fallen face first, or worse. This, however, showed him more of her than she would have preferred, and the demon wasn't complaining. It was like he was shopping for a car, and she was it. He needed to see the merchandise, see the features first hand, so to speak.

He was granted access to her cleavage, and he looked down on them. He smiled, licked his lips hungrily. Lilitu was liking what he was seeing, and he couldn't wait, almost...but he should.

Just a few more steps, and he could see a faint, red glow ahead...they were near.
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Ahead, they could both see that there was some kind of room. It glowed a warm, happy orange, the kind that suggested safety. The old man smiled.

" See? I told you we're almost there."

Alynia walked toward the orange glowing room with a skeptic feeling. What was a room like this doing at the end of a cave? Despite her suspicions the warm glow did make her feel more at ease.

In real life Alynia's sleeping self walked directly toward a comfortable but old fashioned looking couch and gently laid herself down. It appeared that she had promptly fell asleep once more still completely unaware of where she was. Perhaps she believed she was still in her own bed. Her toned legs were tucked in slightly, a single arm was draped across her body underneath her chest. Her face was peaceful looking as if nothing had ever happened. The image of her sweet and innocent expression was only tarnished by the intensely sexy outfit she wore. The outfit hugged her body wonderfully, drawing special attention to her beautiful behind as well as her bountiful chest that was steadily rising up and down wih her gentle breathing.

In her dream Alynia sat down on the same couch curiously, as if testing it's softness. She looked up at the old man with innocent interest."Is this where you live?" she asked sweetly. Her large eyes scanned the room with eagerness. There was not much she could see. A modestly furnished small room complete with rustic furniture. The slight orange glow was caused by a hanging lamp. Alynia couldn't tell if it was powered with electricity or candlelight, she assumed it was the latter. "I wonder why I'm here." she pondered outloud looking pensive.

Well his choice couldn't have been more perfect, as she was everything he would want to corrupt, and enjoy corrupting...sweet, innocent, seemingly unknowing of what was going to happen to her in a matter of minutes, if he played his cards right.
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He placed the walking stick that he had carried with him, and opened the window, which showed the most perfect blue sky that anyone had ever seen. He placed his eyeglasses onto the table, and sat across her, lighting a pipe.

He looked at her and smiled, as she was lounging on the couch. He admired her form in this dream sequence, as she was really, really beautiful...shapely legs, ample bosom, and that cute exterior that really, really was the knockout in a perfect package.

" Enjoying yourself?" he said.
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In truth, he had laid her in what was a make-shift couch made from leaves and moss...it was soft enough, and he had picked out leaves from thin air. He had snapped them into existence, and had laid them out before she could lay down.

Silently he observed her as she lay face up on the slab, like a goddess he plucked from the outside. He fought the urge to touch her and feel her skin...her dress clung perfectly to her form, her body accentuated by the nice fitting of her dress. He smiled and again, licked his lips. He couldn't stop doing that, he was salivating.

That moment would come soon enough. He just had to be patient.

"Enjoying yourself?" the old man had asked

Alynia's dream self turned to look at him and tilted her head. "it's very interesting. I can't help but wonder what this is doing at the end of a cave." she stated with a casual tone.

She couldn't bring herself to hold the gaze of the man any longer, he was eyeing her with an almost animalistic look... But surely she was just imagining that right? Alynia placed her hands in her lap and squeezed her knees together. Little did she realize that it would be nearly impossible to appear modest in what she was wearing at the moment. Her cheeks were flushed a bit red and her expression screamed shyness and innocence as she stared down at her knees.

"Why am I here?" she asked the man again flicking her eyes up breifly to look at him with interest.

She was getting a bit too inquisitive, the demon remarked. She might be nearing her waking hours, but who knows? All the demon knew was that he should somehow get her to acknowledge his presence as a venerable spirit, and not as the malevolent spirit that he truly was. There were ways in which he could accomplish this, including making her feel comfortable in his presence, even if he was a demon.

That was a tactic that could actually work. Lilitu remained silently staring at her, and started to concentrate once again, in order to enter her mind.
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" Well, simply put, I built this in the end of this cave to escape prejudice and judgment." the old man said. " You see, I am quite the monster, though it is not obvious right now."

He looked outside, and anyone who would be quick enough to notice will be surprised to see that night was already fast approaching. How that happened, or why time seemed to move as quick as the ebony sands, no one knew. All that anyone should know was that, at that place, there was a blurring of time.

The old man looked thoughtfully at his cane, and then back at the girl again.

" Would you believe me if I told you that I brought you here to protect you?" He said innocently.
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Outside, the demon started to stroke her white skin with his black claw, gently tracing lines on it. He couldn't believe how he had gotten her in here, let alone what forces led her to act the way she did.

All he knew was that those forces liked him for some reason, and gave her as their gift.