Charo was still down in Dread's nest after being terribly seasick.
Dread and Margherita were beside him with worried looks.
"Look at this weakling. How much longer does he have to stay like this?"
"What? What did you just say? Who do you think is responsible for all
"So blame me."
"Yes, blame you. It's your fault. Haven't you realized? Oh, we are
waking him up. Let's leave him alone so he can get some rest."
Again, Charo was having a dream.
He was explaining to somebody how things were with Shota and himself.
"Shota was crying sometimes. He was lonely. His mother died last year."
"He was sad. But he was hiding it. One day Shota said that we were
going on a trip to America. We were all going. I was very glad. Then
Shota's grandma gave us a lucky charm. It's here. On my collar. See?
Shota seemed happy."
"I was happy, too. Shota and I were wearing the same lucky charm. In
America, we were having great fun."
"The food was so big. Every day there was a surprise. But I was left
alone... at the airport... when we were going back to Japan. What
happened? Where did I get lost?"
In his dream, an airplane flew over Charo.
He was madly running after it.
"Don't go, Shota! I'm still here. I don't want to be left alone.
For two days now, Charo was like this, mumbling in his sleep with tears in his eyes.
And all that while, Dread stayed by his side, attending on him with a worried look on his face.
"Hey, you need some rest, too, Dread. It's my turn to stay awake."
"Nah. I'm not sleepy."
"...You know, Dread... You're really sweet."
"No, I'm not. It's Charo. Listen to him, noisy kid, wimpling in his dreams. I couldn't get to sleep anyway."
Margherita was moved by the way Dread cared about the little pup.
And this was not the first time that she realized a warm and loving Dread really was, deep inside.
A friend is one who shares your fears, my friend.
One who'll stroke your back while in pain.
My friend, have you cried to your heart's content?
Here I am to make you laugh again.
Won't you smile again?
Meanwhile, Charo was talking to somebody in his dream.
"I know it. I can get back to Japan. That's for sure, isn't it?"
Just as he said this, some thick violet smoke rose from nowhere, then, a voice.
"Yes, Charo. Sure! You'll get to see the boy again."
A strange face of a woman appeared.
Her nose was crooked like a witch.
Little by little, Charo was able to see her whole body.
She was wearing a baggy dress, her nails were very, very long, too.
"Who are you?"
"I am a dream-traveler. I picked into your dream. I hope you didn't mind."
"Yes. Some day I will help you. We will meet again, Charo. We will surely meet again."
With even more smoke, the woman disappeared.
"Wait! Who are you?"
Charo woke up.
It was Dread's nest.
Margherita was sitting right beside him.
"Charo! You are awake. Great! Dread. Dread! Charo is awake."
With that Dread came closer to check on the pup.
Then, he quietly lay down and closed his eyes.
Charo was still half-awake, not sure where he really was.
Margherita licked him.
"It's so good to have you back. We were worried to death. You were asleep for two whole days."
"Asleep... for two whole days? I'm sorry. Were you beside me all this time?"
"No, not me."
"It was Dread. Dread stayed with you. Guarded you while you were sleep."
"Shh. It's his turn to get some rest. He must have been really sleepy."
Looking at Dread's back, listening to his loud snores, Charo was still thinking of the weird dream that he had.
"I met a really strange woman."
Charo said to himself with a very puzzled look on his face.