"You." Feli said to it, crying. "You did this! You've killed all of my friends!" He threw the journal at it. "I don't want anything more to do with you! Kill me now! Make them come back!" The Italian shouted, hot tears rolling down his eyes. The Thing came up to him, looking straight down at him. Feliciano looked up. "Bring them back..." Was the final words, before he closed his eyes.
"Ahhh!" Feli screamed, sitting in his bed. He looked down at his hands, then at the walls. He was in his own house, in his own room. He turned his lamp on, holding his head in his hands. 'Was it... really just a dream..?' Feliciano thought. His brother, Romano burst into the room. "Fratello! Are you okay!" He cried, standing in the doorway, looking at his brother. Antonio also came in. "Oi, Romano, Feliciano. What are you two doing up?" He asked, rubbing his eyes. "It's nothing..." Feliciano replied to the Spainyard. "It was just a bad dream. I'm alright now." Both Antonio and Romano left, leaving Feli in his own room, with his own thoughts.
"Vee... These dreams keep repeating... Is it because of what happened, when we went to that mansion..?" Feliciano said to himself. "It must be..." He looked at the cellphone on his nightstand. "Maybe I'll call Luddy. Maybe he knows why I'm having these nightmares."
Ring Ring. The German kept snoring. Ring Ring. Ludwig stirred a bit, rolling over to his other side. Ring Ring. Finally, he picked it up. "Was? Was is it?" The German asked sleepily into the phone. "H-hey Luddy..." Feli replied, quietly. "Did I wake you? I'm sorry..." The German shook his head. "Nein, it's fine. What is it, Feliciano?" He asked. "Well..." As the Italian explained everything, Ludwig sighed. "It's because it's only been a couple of days since we left the mansion. Now get some sleep. You need it." Ludwig closed the phone, heading back to sleep. Feli sighed again.
