It's cold. Snow is everywhere. It's so white.

I'm not alone. There is a girl next to me. She's catching the snowflakes like me.

Yuki-nee.

This is Yuki-nee. My older, twin sister. I know her. I love her.

I want to smile. Yuki-nee was here.

But I feel scared. I have this premonition that something bad is going to happen.

I see a tall stranger crossing the once unspoiled white plain. His eyes are glowing red. His lips part to speak and I see his fangs.

"May I drink your blood?"

My stomach twists. I know what's going to happen next! I've seen this before!

I don't move fast enough. The man grabs Yuki-nee before either of us move. I'm knocked back into the snow and he is pulling her scarf off.

I'm screaming. I'm screaming for him to stop. I'm screaming for Yuki-nee.

Yuki-nee is screaming.

I'm struggling to get up. My legs are like jelly and I trip and flop in the snow like a fish out of water.

I see someone in the distance. His eyes are glowing red too. He's just standing there, doing nothing. He's watching silently.

Kaname-nii-sama.

I know him too! What is he going just standing there?! Save her! Save my sister! Please!

I hear a rip. I see red splatter on the pure white snow.

Yuki-nee has stopped screaming. The man's gulps echo across the wasteland.

I turn around and see the man holding Yuki up. His face is in her neck, her arms are swinging limp and they are both covered in blood.

My head hurts, my eyes burn, and I scream. I turn over to my front and hold my head. I scream until my throat burns. My head feels like it'll split. The pain radiates down to my chest. I want to bury my face into the snow, as if that'll stop the pain.

Snapshots flash through my mind. I see Yuki-nee and I playing around on a piano. I see us drawing and Yuki-nee has covered her hands in blue ink. I see us making a mess in a kitchen, covered in flour and dough.

My heart is breaking. Why did it have to be her to die?

I jerk when someone touches my shoulder and I lash out. I turn onto my back and see it's Kaname-nii-sama. The man's coat flaps in the wind, dust is billowing out of it. Kaname-nii-sama's face and arm are covered in blood.

"It's alright, Mana," he cooed. "I'm here now."

I crawl away from him. He grabs my shoulders and holds me still.

"It's just the two of us now," he said. "I'll take care of you. I promise."

My voice won't work. I want to scream at him. How could he let Yuki-nee die?! How can he look down at me with that smile after letting that man kill her?! I want to be away from him, far, far away!

He cups my face. His hands feel disgusting. I don't want him touching me.

I see nothing but purple.

I wake up screaming. I sit up straight in my bed and look around. I feel cold and sweaty. My heart is going a mile a minute.

I'm in my room. There's my desk, there's my wardrobe, there're my books, there's my drawing set. I'm safe, I'm nowhere near Kuran. I can calm down.

My bedroom door opens, and a young boy comes tumbling in.

"Mana, are you alright?" he asks.

I know I'm crying from the nightmare, so it's useless to pretend I'm fine. I hold my arms out for him.

"I had another nightmare," I reply as he crosses my room to hug me. "Sleep with me here, Zero-nii?"

Zero-nii sighs and crawls into my bed. We snuggle under the covers.

I always feel safe in Zero-nii's arms. Already I feel calm and warm. He brushes his lips on my forehead.

"What was it about?" he asks.

"Yuki-nee."

He hugs me tighter. "Again?"

"It's our thirteenth birthday soon."

He brushes my tears away.

It's been seven years since I first woke up here. Kuran may have blocked my memory of Yuki-nee's death. But visions aren't as easily concealed as memories.

Second sight is a bitch.