Third dream -- Timeskip - A fate unknown

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[It was dark - darker than dark really and Ventus, while used to the darkness, was not used to this level of darkness, or the growing (morbid) fear as he dived downwards until he hit what seemed to be a platform, but it was just black for kilometres upon kilometres in all directions.

And then --

Something glimmered into existence and the boy froze, eyes wide as primal fear seeped into him - into the very dream itself --

-- And then he was scrambling back as fast as possible, but no matter what he did, he seemed to be drawing closer to it - to what looked like two keyblades merged into one with a blade sprouting out of it---

He swallowed, shaking his head in denial.

He had no clue what it was, only that he wanted away from it and why - why could he hear Vanitas's laughter ringing around - and the sounds of a fight? And taunting and this wasn't happening - he had to get away-- had to get as far away from that thing as possible and--

He tripped, hands scrambling for purchase against the smooth - was it glass - surface to not avail.]

N-No. G-GO AWAY! [The more he struggled, the closer it loomed. He thought he was gaining ground, but every time he looked back - It was closer still, rising up menacingly - beckoning the pure heart of Light -- ] GO AWAY!

[And then, as suddenly as the draw started, it stopped, and he took off, hoping to run away, to flee - find a way to leave this place, wherever it was.

Only - he was running in circles, always always ALWAYS circling back to that thing - no escape from it - or Vanitas's laughter, no matter how far he went, it would show up.]

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[Mercury subtly, so subtly that it might not even be deliberate, positions herself between Ventus and the merged keyblade. She faces it down and, to her, it doesn't seem like a thing of fear; yet neither does she mock him, this time. She speaks without facing Ventus, letting her words carry back to him.]

What is it?

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[I hope you like a Ventus that pretty much has gone /CLING/ to you.]

I don't know and it won't go away and can't you hear his voice? [He's panicking, but hey, there's a friend of sorts that's here and it'll be OK, right? ]

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[She waits only a moment, listening, before turning to Ventus. She does not turn him away right now, but she makes sure her sword hand is still free if danger comes.]

Then be ready to fight. If it's something you don't want, be ready to fight it.

Running is no use.