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Set's eye shot open as he awoke in his bed and gasped as the pupil immediately diluted. The Bosmer immediately noticed Maria's hand run along his stomach, prompting him to reach down and pull it off, prying her loving arms away from his pale, corpselike body. He dragged himself over to his bedside, sitting up and staring into space as he grew more and more pale and his left eye turned a sort of milky colour.

He reached up and felt for his eyepatch, which was now an obstruction, stopping his true eyes from seeing things clearly. He grabbed hold of the string around it and pulled, breaking the seal before he let it drop to the floor, by his feet. The Bosmer opened his eyelid, despite the fact that there was nothing behind it and a small, laser-like, light emitted from the hollow socket as his jaw dropped. Set, or what was left of him, pulled himself out of bed and began to shamble towards the door, he walked in a similar fashion to the way that he shambled over to Fareed's camp, all those years ago.

The Bosmer kept shuffling until he had reached the hallway, anyone who saw him from a distance would think that he was sleep walking, which wouldn't be entirely wrong as Set's mind was not with him; it was being oppressed by something far more powerful. Whatever possessed him was ordering him to turn left, head to Julie's room, he obeyed.

‘Set’ dragged his shoulder along the wall as he shambled over to the Dunmer's room as he found himself face to face with the door. He found himself captivated by it as if he had to figure out the concept of a door and quickly remember how to open one. He latched his hand onto the door handle and pushed down, watching it slowly open to a large stain on the floor, a pool of blood which had since dried, acting as a permanent monument to the day's ghastly events. The Husk had no response to it; he didn't even take note of it as he stumbled in and made his way to Julie's bed.

Jaryl was sat by her bedside, making sure that the Dunmer's condition didn't change in the night or that thing didn't come back for her. He had thought about moving her a few times, somewhat disgusted at the thought of her having to lie in those bloody sheets. But if she was happy sleeping, then who was he to try and move her? He suddenly noticed as Set entered the room, distracted by his laser like eye, which shone across the room, prompting him to grab his knife and stand up, approaching him.

"S-Set?"

This got 'Set' to tilt his head but he continued shambling over to Julie's bed as she seemed to be the target...

"What's with your eye?" Jaryl muttered, though his words fell on deaf ears as the Husk seemed far more interested in Julie.

No change there then...

'Set' grabbed hold of Julie's covers and gently pulled them back, prompting Jaryl to step forward and grab hold of his shoulder, forcing him to turn around and face him.

"Set... J-Just leave her, okay? She needs rest..." As he spoke, he noticed that he had finally got Set's attention, who turned around, bearing more of his teeth, like he was snarling at him.

"I've got things here, you should get back to Ma-" 'Set' got tired of his annoying chattering and lunged forward, instantly sinking his teeth into Jaryl's neck, biting through his throat and tearing it out. Jaryl's blood spurted out of his neck and sprayed all over Set's chest, overcome by pain and his desperate struggle to breath, without a throat, Jaryl just simply gagged as he fell on his back and drowned in his own blood. 'Set' showed little to no remorse as he stepped on over, taking Jaryl's dagger as he unsheathed it, this would make things easier...

He turned back and pulled Julie's covers off, waking her instantly as he stood over her, his mouth, face, chest and stomach were all covered in his brother's blood, which was still dripping off of his chin. He held the dagger over Julie's exposed midriff, seeing the confusion and fear in her eyes.

"Set? What are you doi-"

Before she could finish, 'Set' plunged the dagger into her stomach, causing her to instantly project her shrieks, which echoed in 'Set's' head. The Husk clutched its temples and staggered back, dropping the dagger to the floor as he shambled around the room, trying to block the noise out of his head. Julie screamed for the best part of a minute before the pain eased off and she was able to get a grip on her own thoughts, doing her best to push past the pain.

"S-Set..."

'Set' looked up at her, moving closer and staring her in the face as he could see her shimmering eyes, staring back at him as she couldn't do anything else.

"Wh-Why?" Her broken voice whispered as a tear rolled down her cheek, if there was anything left of Set, he would have caved but this creature wasn't even human. It tilted its head as it appeared to have found what it was looking for; it saw her necklace and reached out for it, holding it in his hand.

''"Y-You remember?" ''She asked, her hand twitched as she tried to reach up and take hold of his but she couldn't lift her arms, due to the pain of being stabbed.

'Set' continued to stare at the necklace, taking hold of it and frightening Julie even more, the way that he looked at it, instead of her instantly told her that something was wrong.

"Set n-n...!" Before she could finish her weak plea, 'Set' snatched the necklace away from her and threw it across the room, silencing her as he dug the dagger back into her stomach. Finding herself unable to scream, Julie grit her teeth and threw her head back, opening her mouth and gasping as she tried to get some attention as her Bosmer slowly sliced her stomach open.

-

Maria awoke, noticing that her bed was empty and that Set was gone. She sat up and looked around, looking for any sign of him, quickly finding that there was none and that he had left the room.

The Breton quickly rolled out of bed, grabbing her clothes and quickly throwing them on and reaching for Dawnbreaker on her way out. She stepped out of her room, quietly closing the door behind her, so that she didn’t wake anybody else before marching through the hallway. She decided to head to the counter, thinking that Set might have got up early, to scavenge for breakfast.

She stopped as she heard something, coming from Julie’s room. It was odd, a sort of squelching sound, like someone was stamping on grapes or dissecting something, she could hear juice or blood, dripping onto the floor.

The Breton put her hand on the hilt of her sword; she had a bad feeling about this… Maria stepped closer to the door, which was ajar, giving it a slight kick and letting it slowly open, with a loud creak. She gasped as she saw the bodies and blood, causing her to grab her stomach and mouth to prevent her from being sick.

She drew Dawnbreaker, which acted as a sort of holy torch, illuminating the room and showing a third figure. She quickly glanced over to Jaryl, seeing him lay on his back, his eyes wide open and his mouth agape, from where he spent the last few moments of his life, gasping for breath. She looked over to see Julie’s feet, which shook as the third figure continued to devour her body. The third figure was alive or close to it, he was hunched over Julie’s body, devouring her organs.

Maria began to lose it as she saw that her lover’s brother and his other lover had been slaughtered in their room and their corpses defile. Her daughter’s boyfriend and her best friend… She swallowed, repeatedly, trying to stay quiet as she resisted the urge to panic or cry from her recent losses. Thankfully, her state of grief proved a valuable asset here as she found herself drained and unable to emote.

The former Blade tightened her grip on her sword, hovering it over the creature, revealing its face. ‘Set’ turned to her, giving her a quick glance before giving her a light snarl and bearing his teeth, which were covered in Julie’s blood. He slowly turned to her, taking his first step towards her as she backed away, gasping and panting heavily as she looked into his dead eyes.

“S-Set?” She asked, exasperated by his unexplained change into the undead. She tried to raise her sword at him but found that her hands trembled as he got closer; the way he sort of threw himself forward was intimidating on its own but the fact that she once knew this person, loved him…

Her sword fell out of her hands and landed on the floor, with a loud clatter, as Set got closer. “S-Set!” She screamed as she stepped away from him, noticing that he barely acknowledged Dawnbreaker as he simply kicked it aside.

“Set, it’s me! Don’t you remember? It’s Maria!”

Set moved closer, he didn’t seem to be in any hurry as he could tell that she wasn’t going to run away or even attack him. He slowly backed her against the wall as she looked into the laser like beacon that was his right eye and the milky lifelessness that was his left.

“S-Set… Stop this!” Again, her words fell on deaf ears as Set drew in on her. Realising that it was him or her and that he was most likely lost to this demon inside of him and even if he wasn’t he’d never forgive himself, if he did come back, she lunged for her sword. To her surprise, she was stopped as Set grabbed hold her torso, wrapping his hand around her ribs, digging his fingernails in.

“Set, sto…!” She was cut off as he sunk his teeth into her neck, prompting her to scream out. The scream echoed throughout Set’s head as he tore through her jugular vein.

-

Set awoke with a start, gasping as he shifted, kicking down with his leg as his back shot up straight. He lay there, panting for a few seconds as he felt the sweat run off of his brow, down his shoulders and down his back, the images from his vision swam around in his thoughts. He took comfort as he felt Maria’s hand wrapped around stomach, her thumb gently grazed along the scar across his chest and stomach.

He fell back, into her embrace and looked up to the ceiling, his heart still thumping like crazy as tried to figure out what was going on…

That was no ordinary dream…