"....I will have my revenge....I will destroy all those who stand in my way. My conquest begins now, and it will be very..very bloody..."
	In the dreams of our fair heroes, an omen looms. Figures that bring fourth anger, spite, rage, and malevolence appear, only for them to cut them down. This rage feels un-natural...for it is. Someone has corrupted their dreams with rage....preventing nightmares. Someone is encroaching on the domain of the queen of nightmares, to make themselves known.....a name echoes within our heroes minds...
	Mortis.......Dark...Mortis......((Mort-tis))
Mortis.....
	Mortis!
MORTIS! 
	With the final screaming of the name our heroes would find themselves jolted from their sleep, rest, or whatever duty would bring them dreams....and as such, they knew there was something terribly wrong going on.