[ That night, when Yukio goes to sleep, he will open his eyes within the dream to the Arcade.

It's dark, before the lights flicker on, starting at the back and then flooding through the room.

There's a crunching sound from immediately behind him. When Yukio turns he will find a form that almost appears to be somewhat human, more an outline of a person, vague shapes and edges of a face instead of a true one. But it does have a mouth.

The shifting form tilts it's ever changing head and then lifts a hand to it's wide mouth again, taking another bite of the cookie in his grip.]

She did this to you. Changed you. Hurt you.

[The form smiles, edges of it stretching the lines of where it's face should end, reaching the void where it's eyes should be. ]

I understand being changed. I can give you power to protect yourself.

[The form steps forward, lights flickering in the Arcade and going out, one by one, starting at the edges and lurching towards them.]

Don't you want help?

[ When Yukio wakes he will find the cookies and the blood gone, and in it's place, a key card. If he wishes, he just need use it, and he will be able to find the place of his dream.

It's your choice, Yukio. ]