The Nightmare

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"Ani! Help Me!" Padmé screamed. Her voiced echoed all around him. Anakin found himself standing; surrounded by darkness. "HELP ME! Please!" "Padmé. Where are you?" Anakin pleaded to the empty darkness around him. Padmé was screaming in pain. A deep and disturbing voice spoke. "You're weak. You'll never save her." Padmé screamed again. "Death is inevitable." The dark voice spoke. "Unless...." "Unless what?" Anakin cried in desperation. "What would I have to do? I will do anything. Anything!" Padmé screams echoed in Anakin's mind. "Ani! Where are you? I need you!" "I coming Padmé. Hold on!" Suddenly, Anakin couldn't move. Padmé began screaming again, until it ceased. The dark voice returned. "She's dead. You failed!" "No. No. Nooooooooo!"

Anakin shot upright in cold sweat. His breathing was heavy and shaking. It was just dream he told himself. Checking his suroundings, he was relived to know he was sitting in a tent. A sleeping Obi Wan was laying next to him. At least, he was sleeping. Obi Wan woke up upon hearing his friend in destress. "Anakin, are you alright?" he asked sleepily. "I'm fine Master. It was just a dream." "Alright. Do you want to talk about it?" Obi Wan asked, yawning as he did so. "No. I'm fine." "Try to get some rest then." The two lay back down. Obi Wan fell asleep quickly, but despite his efforts, Anakin failed to get any more sleep that night.

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