Demyx slowly limped to his room. He had just RTC'd from his most recent mission, which hadn't gone too well Granted he had just made it out with his skin intact Literally. If he had been a minute slower that Ice Queen would have turned him to stone along with his dancers It was bad enough that the damned wolves that had bitten him he was lucky that he had healed himself before the witch had caught up with him. Or he would be dead
He sighed as he laid his head against a wall breathing softly, when his ears noticed the sound of music softly lilting down the hallway. He slowly turned his head in their direction and slowly followed the sweet quiet melody
He found himself standing in the Hall of Empty Melodies
the culprit, Zexion stopped playing his guitar as he glanced over to peer at Demyx.
"Nine?" He set aside the instrument. "Are you alright? I smell blood
" the slightly younger nobody said as he stood up and waked over to Demyx.