Mark was sitting near the dock at Rimwood, it had been a long day full of hard moments and his eyes were beginning to close while waiting for his protegee, his sword was resting at his side and soon he fell asleep while sitting.
That is when the chanting started, he looked around surrounded by total darkness while a dark tune was playing and he could hear the shouts of agony from the woman he was protecting, among the cloud of darkness that threatened to asfixiate him two glowing red eyes could be seen staring at him. His natural reaction was not fear, but worry about her protegee and anger towards that figure, he looked back into it red eyes.
All of the sudden he woke up still in Rimwood, his nightmares were usually memories from the past not strange things like this, he had given away his blood to safe her life and she spoke about darkness and dark chants.
His has moved by themselves as he wrote a note to her "brother" warning him to keep an eye out for her, he only wanted to drink peacefully at the Moon since he scaped the Underdark, but life is unfair and he was used to not having a moment to rest. It was time to endure until the sun came up again and he offered a small prayer before closing his eyes again.