Naminé hasn't been able to shake a weird feeling she had been having the last few days. Something felt like it changed recently, and she couldn't put her finger on it. It's not until she's out running chores when she realizes what it is. There's something that draw her over to Xion's hiding place.

At first the familiar uniform scares her; no one from the organization was supposed to be here. But figure of in the coat helps her relax. She only knew one member who looked like that.

"Xion..."