[Asch glances sidelong at Luke, glowering as he watches his brother slide under the covers with him. He's irritated, but at the same time, the company is a small comfort after the strange series of dreams they've experienced this week. Instead he does his best to ignore their closeness, thinking back to the memory of those images in his mind. He has an easier time of dealing with it than Luke, at least- blood has never made him squeamish or distressed. It's just... the intensity of it. He hadn't expected that kind of...

...ugh.]

I was outside at night, in a uniform- like the one your guard was wearing, but black and red. There were others with me. We entered a building still in the dark... it looked like some kind of church, or a dorm of one, anyway. There was incense burning somewhere. I was a lot younger, but...