[ooc: All of this is seen from Mille's POV.]
He pants as he looks at the enemy. The demon before him cackles and slashes again. Mille barely manages to dodge the attack.
"You're a tough one," the demon growls and shapeshifts into a shadow that quickly vanishes.
His hand appears and he holds a red feather before him as his eyes wander around the room. It's obvious that he's wearing some kind of armor and that his hair is down. But, the demon is nowhere to be found. Then his eyes widen. Looking down, he sees claws piercing his chest from behind. He coughs blood and collapses.
Everything he sees fades in and out until there is only darkness. He's sure he hears fire then nothing. As if he's been killed.
...The crackling of fire grows louder and his eyes flutter open again. He's surrounded by fire so intense that nothing else in the room has survived. He hears just one voice. Deep, coming from nowhere.
Rise up.
Mille sits up in bed and there's sweat on his brow. He sees the device and smiles a little. "Oops. Silly nightmare..."