O' dweller of dark,

You hold a spark,

Please come outside,

So we can lark,

Why do you avoid the fight,

Are you afraid of light,

And hide in a corner,

Out of every one's sight,

Wrapped in a dark abyss,

Never ending nightmares cherish,

Your black cape and hood,

Hold a power that can perish,

Is this a fantasy or a trance,

I'm curious about such mysterious stance,

Will you appear before my eyes,

So under the moonlight,we can dance,

Are you an illusion,

Turning to fusion,

Or is it a genuine thought,

Of my mind and reality's collision,

Defeat you fears,it's useless to hide,

O',dweller of dark,please come outside.

They say I'm very talented...that I've got what it takes to conquer the best out of life. But they're wrong. My skills are proven useless here where I now lie,feeling cold and thinking about my past while staring into space.

I don't know how much time has passed since I lost track of it within my first week here. Knowing that there's no way to escape my horrid nightmare now, I try to accept it.

Why am I still alive? To think I once was a carefree person with a high status,I laugh at myself. What am I now? A mess...a bloody mess.

I don't even remember who I was. I don't know anything. I forgot myself. But I still remember one thing clearly...my worst nightmare...my fear...my pain...my...mistress...

She...

I haven't forgotten her. She...who was the reason why I was here. Because of her, I've forgotten my proud and neat nature. I only know her now as she has taken over my mind. My own body is not in my control anymore. I can't move without her knowing. She's aware of everything.

She rules over this whole place...she rules over me...

"Hello..."

I swallow upon hearing the melodious voice...it's her. She's here,on her occasional visits. She's come for me... I know she has...she's here for me.

I laugh as she walks down on the cemented stairway slowly. I see a dark smile on her blood-red lips as she makes her way down. I gulp as she passes by me and without knowing or thinking it through that what I'm doing,I grasp her fine,black dress.

My eyes wide,I look up at her pleadingly. I can't believe what I just did. I will surely be punished now.

"Yes?" Her voice is unusually sweet today. I wonder if it's the calm before a storm.

"I..." I stutter,approaching the realm of my mind to think what I want to say, "I...I'm sorry."

I cringe at the amused expression on her dainty features as she raises an eyebrow and speaks, "Really? And why would that be?"

I scoot away but still don't let go of her dress. The material feels so soft and light in my rough hand as I quiver. What am I doing? I shouldn't lose myself. But I know,I've lost my battle before it even started. I was defeated the moment I heard her perish song.

"I just wanted to say..." I clear my throat but I couldn't help cowering as she turned her full attention to me. Her gaze was tearing through my soul,draining my spirit as if she was looking right through me.

Not withstanding her presence near me,I let go of her dress slowly. I kept my eyes down as I saw her dress swept out of my hand and danced about her feet.

"Please..." This one word got caught in my throat as I looked up at her, "I beg for your mercy."

"Do you?"

Why is her voice so kind? Does she really cares about her prisoners?

I don't know why but my eyes sting and tears start to make way on my face,leaving moist trails as I fail to hold myself up. I crumple by her feet,weeping miserably, "I...I heard a...a rumor..."

"And what would that be?" Her smooth voice flows past my ears and I feel goose bumps all over my body.

"They're...they're saying it's...it's your..." I swallow and try to form out the words, "Birthday..."

"Oh,that..." She straightens and laughs and I find myself shaking like a leaf in strong winds which threaten to rip me apart.

"You heard right." She tells me calmly and my eyes widen more than I think humanly possible. But then again,the human part of mine is on the verge of death. What's left is my skeleton now. She has taken my spirit.

I lick my dry lips and try to speak again, "Hap-"

"Save it for...later." She instructs and I shut my mouth instantly. She takes in my appearance and I shift under her gaze, "We've got work to do."

"W-work?" I don't like this 'work'. This is what makes me fear what lies within these cold walls.

"Yes,work. Now on your feet." She tells me and I forget my tears and breaking points as I sit up right shakily.

"You're coming with me." She's smiling. My mind has been screaming at me and I ignore it. Standing up,I fall back down and look up.

"Come." She repeats.

I try again and this time,I succeed in standing up. Leaving the cell room I had been in for the past few months,I try to regain my thoughts which keep wandering randomly.

Why am I not trying to escape when I have such a golden chance? Because of one reason and that reason alone is enough to prevent my from running away,wailing like mad. I had lost my sanity long ago but still...I know her. She'll be watching me where ever I go or what ever I do. She knows me...And I know it very well that she loves the game of cat and mouse. I'll be her pathetic mouse who'll be running in her whole chamber like a stupid hamster going around in a never-ending circle.

I shudder as I hear a blood-curling scream followed by a few moans somewhere beyond the depths. This couldn't be happening to me. I was being lead towards her 'garden'. The garden of this building consisted of dirt mounds which had tomb-stones on one end and had thorny bushes all over.

She looks at me with those mesmerizing eyes of hers and I cower under her watchful gaze as a smile plays on her scarlet lips again.

"You know..." Her voice is so gentle, "There's nothing left of you now."

I...I know that. I've lost my spirit now. This coldness isn't bothering me anymore. I have no hopes of living. I don't want anything now. I feel numb.

But I still couldn't help myself as a dagger was plunged right through my heart. I gasped and I could feel the jewels embedded on it's handle blinding me with their bright shimmer.

I fell on the muddy ground in a heap. Feeling the taste of blood in my mouth,I looked at her above,standing there with the same smile on her face as she glanced down at me.

She was indeed the calm before a storm.

"H-hap-py...B-bir-th-day..."