Although Vanessa couldn't find sleep for most of the night, the wolf man at the other edge of the room was snoring loud enough to shake the house.
"Vanessa?".
"Vanessa?". The familiar voice of Dante called for her.
"Lord Dante?". Her arms reached out in panic. Aside from the surrounding darkness, she couldn't even make out his life energy like other living creatures. "Where are you?".
"Follow my voice". His tone was so tender it pierced her heart. She'd tried not to overthink even after seeing him die before her eyes.
Her feet moved before she could overthink.
"Almost there".
She could hear the sound of his voice getting closer. How she wanted to see his face, if not for the fact that she'd been blind-
After running a distance without stumbling, she could make out a dim light coming from ahead, she nearly tripped over her own feet. Her vision was still blurry, but it was there.
The light.
"Vanessa! Take my hand".
