the grim

[allnoin_inereye]

The dreams I have been having are making me nervous. Usually I try not to be this paranoid but in all these dreams, I saw the GRIM. This has put me in the state of reoccurring dread. Something horrible is coming, it's like the perfect storm. It's coming and I feel helpless I can't stop it- that is to say I wish I knew what it was. Merlin, I need to

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[hunting_realism]

Sybil? Are you alright?

Don't say things like that. I know you have talent, lots of talent for divinitation. It's a hard subject. Don't listen to anybody.

Are these dreams...really that bad?

[allnoin_inereye]

Lionel... it's you. *blinks three times* Yes, I'm alright. Thanks for the comforting words, you've been a great friend to me.

the dreams.... they're getting worse. darker. everyone I pass at school, I get this eerie feeling of foreboding. I bumped into Lily the other day when I was going to the great hall and I couldn't shake off the feeling of sadness. Something flashed before my eyes but before I could register what it was, it was gone.

[hunting_realism]

Of course it's me! Er...Who else would it be?

I'm glad I could help.

Oh, dear...Sybil. Perhaps you should talk to someone who knows more about this.

[allnoin_inereye]

I don't know. Not many people talk to me besides you and maybe Dorcas.

But who? None of the teachers would believe me!! I wouldn't even attempt to tell any of the people who I've dreamed about- I think they'll think I'm going insane or just ignore me worse than usual. Merlin! I don't fancy telling any of them that their lives will be short lived. *tears start to well up*

[im_frank]

What else are you seeing besides...

The Grim?

[allnoin_inereye]

the dark mark over various houses, gravestones, the fourth floor of st. mungos, a rat and various dark shapes. Why have.. *looks around then gestures for Frank to come closer*.. seen or know anything?

[im_frank]

That's pretty serious, Sybill. How When are you having these visions?

[allnoin_inereye]

I know. I don't take any of my visions lightly.

they usually come to me when I get into close contact with the person in question- I'll seem blank for a moment or so to onlookers- but it'll be as vivid as if I was there myself.

[allnoin_inereye]

*eyes her angrily*

Hardy har har, Narcissa. I don't need you to tell me I'm mad once again. I heard enough to last me a lifetime. Go...*thinks of a good insult*... just go away.

[allnoin_inereye]

I'm through listening to cold-hearted people like you.

*walks away*

[padfootthegreat]

...did you say motorcycle?

[allnoin_inereye]

umm... yeah. Why? does it ring a bell? *eyes widen with hope*

[padfootthegreat]

Er, well, I just inherited a motorbike from my uncle, if that means anything.

[allnoin_inereye]

*whole body sort of deflates wit disappointment*

Bugger, Thought I finally had a clue that could lead me to what the Motorbike could mean. I mean you're not a giant, and you are certainly not caring a bundle that wails.