Zeta was puzzled.

Headaches?...

Zeta stood within the room for one more minute, giving the room one last good look over and then went after Zandor.


"Zandor..what happens when she has these headaches?"

Zeta wasn't concerned for the woman, he just wished to know if the headaches were somehow connected with the force. Often force users, even himself, would gain a headache or two when getting a vision.

"Well...she tends to get very tired and quite pale...they get worse everytime she has them....." He shifts his feet and looks at him. "Why?"

He didn't say anything at first as his eyes seem to flicker back and forth rather quickly. After a short time he spoke up.

"I'm not sure..I'll have to speak to her about it."

Zeta's tolerance was not very high. He snarled suddenly, remembering that the woman had left to go somewhere, it startled Zandor.

"..I need to speak to her..again. Perhaps later."

Zandor's eyes narrow slightly. "Why?"

Dora walks into the center of the cavern, and down a stairway.

Zeta answered him directly this time.

"It concerns those headaches of hers. I need to ask her a few things, things only she can answer."

Zeta reached out with the force, touching Zandor's mind. He smiled evilly.

"Don't worry, I don't plan to harm not one hair upon her body..at least not yet anyway, I don't have a reason to."

He could sense that somehow Zandor cared for this woman.

".......fine." He leads him to the main chamber again. Lina is sitting in her chair with her eyes closed. She seemed to be asleep, but she opened her eyes as they came in. "Hello, Zandor, Zeta. What is it?"

Zeta addressed the woman.

"Zandor tells me you experience headaches, what happens when you get them? What happens inside your mind?"

He waited for an answer, not really sure why he was so interested in finding out.

She gives him an odd look up replies anyway. "Well, I feel very dizzy and tired. Lately they've been very strong. Sometimes, I feel like I'm floating, and then I seem to be falling. When I sleep during one of the headaches, I have the oddest of dreams..."

Dora walks through to huge iron doors and into a large room with a chair in the middle. A figure sits in it...

Zeta seems not to be concentrating upon Dora any lnoger, he's too interested in figuring oit the mystery with the woman.

"What kind of dreams, tell me about them..."

Zeta never asked for something to have, he always sounded as if he were ordering, never requesting, but that was just his way.

"Well, they start out very peaceful. I'm sometimes talking a walk or swimming...but then, everything turns black. A myst covers everything and I'm all alone. Strange shadows appear and surround me. I begin to back away, but I hit a wall. Everything begins to swirl, like something draining down a hole. And then.....I wake up..."
Zandor shuffles his feet uneasily.