Previously

Willow : (with a pale voice) " I’m sorry if I scared you… (pause) I love you too… (pause) Nothing will happen to me because you are here by my side… (pause) And I know that you’ll always be there…for me…"

Tara looks deep in Willow’s half opened eyes and smiles. Willow, with an effort, smiles back.

Tara : " I’ll stop talking now. You have to rest. You’re so tired."

Tara is holding Willow in her arms and they both fall asleep.

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THE NEXT MORNING

Tara wakes up, but she’s alone in her bed…

She can’t remember when did Willow got up or why she did. Willow has obviously left the room. Tara gets out of bed, freshens up a little bit and leaves the room and seeks for Willow. Tara is very anxious. She walks very fast, and breathes fast. She’s thinking about what could’ve happen, building up all these crazy scenarios on Willow’s death. She runs to Willow and Buffy’s room to see if she’s there. She knocks on the door, but no answer. She tries to open it, nothing.

Tara : " Willow? Are you there? Please answer me!"

A minute latter, Tara is still holding the door handle. It starts turning.

"Someone is there!" She says.

The door opens on its own. Tara takes a step forward into the room. The door shuts itself behind Tara, she is scared.

Tara : " Hello?"

The room is completely black. No lights, no sun penetrating, nothing. Tara has a lot of difficulties to see. Suddenly, a weird ray of light is coming out of the closet. She goes towards the light. Opens the closet door, and she sees Willow.

Willow is sitting down on the floor, in the closet, and she’s reciting all these Latin words over and over again. She’s completely covered by a bright light. Willow’s eyes are staring at the ceiling, like as if she was talking to a person or something. Her eyes are completely black.

Tara can’t say a word, she take a step backwards to leave this crazy situation, that she doesn’t know the origins of it yet. She walks to the front door. Locked. Tries to take it down with her shoulder. She wants to get out. Suddenly, Willow floats out of the closet. Tara looks at this scene and can’t believe it. She’s now scared to death.