My flashbacks ended to the sound of laughter. It was coming from Sho. I opened my mouth to yell for him, to ask him why he was here, and how he was. I forgot that my voice was gone. My shadow would not speak for me this time. She remained silent. I stared at him, waiting for him to remember me. He stared at the two of us like we were pests in his way. That was a look I'd never seen him with. He looked so mean and cold. And, he looked older than he was when he died. Was that even possible, to age after you were already dead? Obviously, logic didn't really much apply in this place. Jin finally broke the silence between us, yelling out at my best friend.

"Who are you, anyways?" Jin asked. He was on guard.

"Names aren't a necessary part of this equation, zero. And neither are either of you!" Sho replied with a laugh.

I recoiled out of shock. What did he just say? I wasn't…necessary? Who was he, and what did he do with my friend? I stepped forward and shook my head. Through sheer force of will, I made the shadow on the pavement speak for me.

"Sho, what's wrong with you? Why are you acting like this?" She/I asked urgently.

Jin stared at me like a was crazy, and Sho just looked dumbstruck. He stared at me blankly for a second, and then a dark look came over his face.

"And just how do you know my name?" He asked.

"Sho…It's me! Hayako? We're frie-"

"Doesn't ring any bells with me, zero. I don't need to know any insignificant digits like you, anyways. You're just spare parts to be factored out."

I jumped. His tone was so harsh. He was glaring at me in annoyance. He just rolled his eyes and looked away, towards something else. When Sho turned back to us, he had that cocky look on his face again. He threw out his hand and a bunch of Noise appeared around Jin and I. Sho was starting to walk away. If I could have gotten to him, I would've slapped some sense into him. Told him to stop acting like such a jerk and help me. I had bigger things to worry about, though. I threw out my hand and started to attack the Noise on my side while Jin worked on his. When we were done, Sho was gone, and I was completely shattered emotionally. We stood there, catching our breath. Jin stared at me again, this time with accusations in his eyes.

"You know that guy?" He questioned.

"Yes. He is a friend from when we were alive." My shadow replied slowly.

"Looks like he doesn't see it that way."

I shut my eyes and sat down on the ground. I was hurting inside. I just shook my head slowly, back and forth. I just wanted to scream, get up, and go find that moron and beat the sense into his head. Jin put a hand on my shoulder and I looked up.

"Look, I hate to be the bad guy, but we need to get moving," He said.

I nodded a little and stood up. We started walking away from this place, towards the Main Street. I just trudged along behind my partner, my head whirling with stupid questions. We hadn't even noticed that our timers had stopped. Things started to get a little black around the edges of my vision, and I stumbled. Jin was in the same state as I was. We sat down against a wall, and the darkness consumed me.

I was dreaming. At least, I think I was dreaming. It had all of the signs of a dream. I opened my eyes to see a very familiar park, and my back was resting against a tree. I stood up and started to walk. The field stretched on for miles and miles in all directions. The tree behind me was gone, at one point, I can't remember exactly when. I finally stopped and looked all around me to still see noting but fields. This was, without a doubt, a strange dream. After I had turned in a complete circle, I saw a figure sitting in the grass, and heard soft whimpering, like someone crying. I walked towards the figure. Slowly, I began to realize that this was not a dream. I was looking into myself. The figure became clear. It was me from back then. Blood stained my clothes, and I was crying, crying for the one who left. My inner child noticed me and looked up, tears pouring down her face.

"Why? …Why?" Was all she asked.

I tried to answer her, but even in my own body, I had no voice. She stood up and rubbed the water from her face, staring at me.

"You have to make him remember. You have to show him me in you. Even if you don't have a voice, you have to find a way," The child said sternly.

I knew she meant it, but I didn't know how I was supposed to do what she wanted me to. She started to walk backwards away from me. When I reached out to her, she ran, and darkness swallowed my inner turmoil once again.