As Chumana slept, she was at first in a world of peaceful darkness. Just resting and regaining her strength. But then the nightmare came again. It was always the same. Being forced from her people, the painful expierence of the change, seeing her skin crawling and stretching and teleporting off her body and reattaching. Her screams echoing through the labs as her body tried to stay together instead of pull apart and teleport into a million pieces. Then running away from the scientist as he said he wanted more tests. Like a frightened deer, her feet carried her swiftly through the forests she knew as a child. Running and running, tripping and teleporting painfully, loosing skin and landing in terrible places, but she didn't stop. Like a child possessed, she ran for her life. That's when she saw it. The animals attacking the remainder of her people. She tried running to them, but she was caught by the doctor. She screamed in agony and desperation as she watched her mother and friends try their best to fight against the horrid creatures the animals had become. She would never forget their dying screams as she passed out in the arms of the man that took her from her home.

The scene then flashed to her father's death, the wolves attacking him as a group, and her people doing the best to fend them off. It was like a slow motion picture as she slit the stomach of one wolf to look up and see her father falling, getting mauled by three wolves. Crying out in shock she ran towards him, but the dirt changed to grass underfoot, and the scene changed as well. Suddenly it was Ryker, getting squeezed alive by a hideous snake creature. She couldn't stop herself as she screamed to him, trying to run to his aid but never seeming to get there. "FATHER!" she screamed, and jumped, waking herself from the tortured sleep. Landing on her bad arm really smarted, and still in a daze she stood up too fast and hit her head on the lower part of the ceiling.

Swearing under her breathe she slowly sank back down onto her knees and cradled her arm to her body as she stared straight into the fire. That last part of the dream was so new, she had never expierenced that type of dream in her life. If anything, it was usually happier when Ryker entered her dreams, but that sight, of those fangs going for his throat... Chumana shivered. Things were going to change, and this time, her gut was telling her to run away instead of go and face it head on like it had earlier today when they went to the city.