Disclaimer: I do not own Ghost Hunt.
Prologue
As I turn around, I feel something cold and sharp pierce into my chest and a shlucking sound can be heard as it is pulled out. My hand instinctively flies to the wound and makes contact with a hot liquid which starts to gush out of the wound. Something metallic falls down on the floor with a clinking sound.
It is a knife and is covered with the same red liquid-my blood.
The pain feels faint at first and then all of a sudden, it rushes at me in a wave of searing pain. Like a fire, it spreads throughout my whole body in an instance.
I do not feel the impact of my fall on the cold hard marble floor. I just lay there, immobile while blood started spewing out like a geyser and pooling on the floor with me bathing in it.
I gasp. I cannot breathe and my vision has started clouding. The pain is so excruciating and unbearable. It feels like a thousand needles piercing through my chest, pulsating across my body in waves of intense agony.
The pain is making me gasp and stagger for breaths I am not able to grasp. I start to choke on my own blood and time seems to have slowed down to a snail's pace as I feel myself slowing being lost to the darkness.
For while, I could neither see nor hear anything. My mind has become completely blank and it is difficult to try to remember anything. The only thing that is keeping me on the surface is the faint throbbing in my chest and it feels like I am forgetting something very important. Yes, something very important.
However, each time I try to catch hold of a fleeting memory; it only brings me a sharp pain throughout my head, like it is splitting into two.
Ahhhh! It's too painful to remember…
I-i-it-it hurts! Stop it! I feel so sick.
"…"
Who is it?
"(giggle)"
What is this feeling? A light?
It's coming nearer-no, it's pulling me towards it.
It's him! How can I forget?! I must go back! I must go back! To him…
"My precious…"