Dream

Layton were sitting in the living room and were solving a puzzle.

"Professah" Luke said and Layton looked up from the puzzle to look at the boy. Luke was in his pajamas and was rubbing one of his eyes. He looked really tired.

"Yes my boy?" Layton asked with a small smile. The hour was late and Luke was supposed to be in bed. Luke fidgeted with his pajamas-shirt.

"I can't sleep. The storm is keeping me awake..." Luke mumbled as he looked down at the floor. Layton put away the puzzle and walked to Luke.

"Want some warm milk? Maybe then you will be able to get some sleep" Layton asked and Luke nodded. They both walked to the kitchen and Layton prepared warm milk to Luke. Luke sat down at the table. None of them said a word, both of them feeling a comfortable silence. Outside the window the storm raged. The wind blew hard and the rain fell even harder down. Thunder was also heard and seen.

"Here you go Luke" Layton said as he put a cup of warm milk in front of Luke.

"Thank you Professah!" Luke said with a smile as he carefully took the cup and took a sip.

"After this you need to go back to bed Luke. It's going to be a long day tomorrow" Layton said and Luke nodded as he drank of the milk. When the milk was gone, Layton put the cup away and followed Luke to his bedroom.

"Goodnight Professah. And thanks for the milk" Luke said with a smile.

"No worries Luke. And goodnight to you too" Layton said and tipped his hat a little bit before he walked to his own bedroom. He needed to go to bed himself.

After Layton had changed he went to bed and slowly he drifted off to sleep, the storm outside making it hard to fall asleep.

...

Layton shot up in bed when he thought he heard a scream. He blinked a few times before he listened, trying to hear if it had been his imagination or if he really had heard it. Layton couldn't hear anything more but decided to still go up to check the house just in case.

Layton walked out of his room and into the hallway and tried to light the lamp but to no avail.

'The thunder must have made a blackout' Layton thought as he began to walk around. He came to Flora's door and he decided to check on her. Layton opened the door and saw her sleeping form in the bed. Instead of just closing the door as he would have normally done, he walked up to the bed to check on her. What he saw chocked him.

Blood. That was the first thing that was registered in his mind. Then Layton noticed how Flora almost had completely lost her head, her face looked terrified. Her eyes were wide open and her mouth were slightly open as if she had tried to call for help.

Layton backed away from the bed. His mind was blank. Flora was dead.

'Luke!' Layton thought as he realized that there was a murderer in the house. He had to get to Luke! Layton turned around and rushed out of Flora's room and hurried towards Luke's room. But before he could get to Luke's room he got grabbed from behind and dragged into another room. Layton tried to break free from the grip but what the person said froze him on the spot.

"Stop fighting Professor! I'm saving your life!" the voice hissed in Layton's ear. When Layton didn't fight anymore, the person let go of him. Layton turned his head around to look at the person.

"Clive?" Layton said as he saw the young man beside him, looking seriously at him. Clive nodded.

"How..." Layton began before he shook his head. This was confusing but he needed to get to Luke.

"We need to get to Luke" Layton said instead and began to move again but stopped when Clive grabbed his arm. Layton looked at Clive and Clive shook his head as he looked at the ground. Layton felt like he turned into ice. That couldn't be true.

"No.." Layton whispered and Clive refused to look at Layton. Layton sank down on the floor and stared in front of him. Once again his mind was blank. Clive started to walk towards the door of the room but stopped before he opened it.

"I'm going to catch... That madman. It's... It's better if you stay here Professor and don't come out before I can come and get you" Clive said and went through the door. He closed the door silently behind him. Layton didn't move. His mind was in chaos. Flora was dead. According to Clive Luke was too. And Clive... How could he be there in the first place? Shouldn't he be...

Layton shook his head, he needed to collect himself and help Clive. There was a madman in the house and Clive would need help. Layton rose from his spot and walked out of the room. He began his search after the murderer.

As Layton were walking around he saw a few dogs running through the corridors.

'Dogs? How did they get in?' Layton thought with a frown and decided to follow the dogs. Every dog were running towards the study. When Layton were in the study, he saw several dogs standing in a circle over something, apparently eating of it. Layton slowly walked closer to the dogs and the circle. A few dogs walked away and revealed to Layton what they were eating off. Layton put a hand over his mouth in an attempt to not to throw up.

"C-Clive" Layton stuttered and swallowed. The only thing intact on Clive was his face. Layton wanted nothing more than to throw up at the spot. He turned around to run away from the scene but froze on the spot when he saw Luke standing in the doorway. Luke's pajamas were covered in blood and Layton couldn't see Luke's eyes.

"Luke?" Layton asked, wasn't Luke dead? What was going on?

"Professah..." Luke said as he began to walk towards Layton. Layton just looked at Luke as he walked closer. Soon Luke was in front of Layton and hugged him. Layton hugged back, Luke was alive. Then Layton felt a sharp pain in his side. He looked down and saw a knife sticking out on his side and Luke was grinning madly at Layton. Layton backed away as he grabbed the knife that was stuck in him and took it out. He bit his lip to not let out a cry of pain. He quickly held his wound and dropped the knife.

"Luke? What are you doing?" Layton asked as he looked at the boy.

"What I'm doing? Don't you see it? I'm killing you" Luke said like it was an everyday thing. Luke began to walk towards Layton again as he took forth another knife.

"And why would you do that?" Layton asked as he backed away, still holding his wound.

"Because it is fun. Flora was no fun killing, she screamed when she saw me" Luke said with a shrug. Layton grew cold once again.

"You... You killed Flora?" Layton asked, not believing it.

"Yup! And I sent the dogs after Clive. He tried to catch and stop me" Luke said with a frown. Layton didn't believe it. That couldn't be true.

Layton tripped over a chair and landed on the floor on his back and suddenly Luke was sitting on his stomach, holding the knife over his head.

"Sweet dreams Professah" Luke said with a sinister smile as he brought down the knife towards Layton's heart.

...

Layton shot up in bed, breathing heavily and the sweat rolled down over his whole body. He held a hand over his heart and held the fabric there and he could feel his heart racing. He could hear his own heartbeat in his ears.

As Layton tried to calm down his heart and to collect his breath, he looked around his room. It was morning and the storm was over. Layton wiped away sweat from his forehead.

'A... Dream...' he thought as he rose from his bed to go to the shower. It felt like he had been running a marathon.

After the shower Layton walked to the kitchen, seeing Flora and Luke having breakfast.

"Good morning Professor!" Flora said with a big smile.

"Morning Professah!" Luke said with a big, if not bigger than Flora's, smile. Layton tried not to flinch at Luke's voice and he succeeded.

"Good morning to you two" Layton said and forced a smile. His dream played in his mind.

"Are you alright Professah? You look pale and tired..." Luke said concerned.

"Ah, nothing to worry about. I just had a nightmare" Layton said as he shook dismissal his head. Luke nodded slowly.

"What was is about?" Flora asked and Layton felt his mouth dry up.

"I'm... Not quite sure. I remember being chased" Layton said, he hated to lie but they didn't need to know about it.

"Oh. Okay" Flora said with a nod and began to eat again. Layton glanced at Luke before he shook his head again, trying to clear his head from his nightmare.

'Why would I be afraid of Luke? It was just a dream' Layton thought as he began to make himself breakfast. Things like that nightmare is impossible. Luke would never hurt someone like that. And besides, Layton woke up. Therefore it has to be just a dream.

… Right?

I finally got it down. I had a part of this story in my head for a while but I couldn't put the pieces together, but now I could do it! And, if you want to, it could be connected with the chapter "Betrayal".

This one is for everyone who wished an attempted murder on Layton! For now this is the closest to an attempt I could get. Maybe I will write another attempt that will be "for real". Not in a dream.

What do you think? Got a suggestion on what I should write? Tell me! I want to know how I'm doing!

I hope that you enjoyed the story!

PS. Good at drawing? Could you then make some fanart? I would love if I could see some and I could write an one-shot in exchange. You only need to if you want to draw it. DS.