Hour 1: The Bad Daydream
"I'm sorry…why did I let you go…" "It's my fault…. It's my fault…" Phineas heard the phrases in his head again and again, calling out to him in a sad and mournful tone. Phineas opened his eyes, adjusting to the dim settings that his eyes encountered, he felt himself lying on a crude bed of hay. Phineas groggily stood up, examining his surroundings. He wasn't in his cozy bedroom in Danville, instead he was in cold and dark cell, lit by only a few candles. A door stood in front of him, he tried pulling it. Locked. As he examined the room looking for a way to get out, a soft voice called out to him.
'You must escape…' and he spun around, a pale looking girl with a white flowing dress was peeking through the slit of the door. 'The priestess of memories…the failure of the ceremony…' said the girl speaking in an almost inaudible tone. 'What priestess? What ceremony? He cried but it was too late as the girl slowly faded away into oblivion. Suddenly, he heard a snap of a lock and the door creaked open. Taking a few cautious steps,he walked out of the room and into an old hallway. The hallway was eerily lit by candles that seem to never melt, as he continued walking down the hallway, he noticed a candle on a small dish that was placed on the floor, he gently picked it up and slowly illuminated his way down the hall.
Soon he arrived at the end of the hallway, a person stood there, her back was turned but Phineas recognized her immediately, it was Isabella dressed in that same purple and white dress, but this time there was blood and dirt smeared all over the dress, all because of that fateful accident with….. "Isabella!" Phineas cried, Isabella slowly turned around, her face had a blank and vacant look, she looked as if she had been crying for hours on end. "Phineas…. I must go" She whispered and she slowly started to fade, Phineas rushed towards her, "I'm not going to lose you again!" but it was too late, as soon as their hands touched, Isabella was gone, Phineas fell on his knees, tears falling from his face. "Why did I let you go… It's my fault…..It's my fault…." Phineas sobbed. "Now you know….the pain of memories….." a raspy voice behind him called. Phineas turned around and caught a glimpse of hell.
A woman dressed in a white gown and her head adorned with a wreath of withered flowers but that what really stood out was the massive blotches and streaks of blood that covered most of the gown, her neck looked broken and her hands had wooden spikes impaled through her palms, Phineas walked back slowly, but there was nowhere to go,he dropped the candle in fright, the room was swallowed by darkness. His heart was racing, he tried to make out where the woman was but all he could hear was muttering, with a flash of lightning, he saw the woman again, she shrieked: 'Share my suffering!" and leapt towards Phineas, Phineas screamed and feel her body smothering him, he gasped for air but failed, his mind become blank and his vision became black