'I was standing in the middle of a dark hall way, wearing long black pants and a white shirt halfway unbuttoned. My hair fell over my eyes as I tried to look down the hall way. What was at the end of it? I slowly began to take steps forward across the cold hard marble floor. The passage way seemed to go on forever until suddenly I reached a double door, twenty feet high and 8 feet across. It was carved with angels all flying around a single huge rose carved in the very center. I then reached for the handles and slowly turned them. They moved easily and quietly as he pushed open the door.

Light came spilling out and blinded me temporarily, but as my eyes adjusted I saw a room. The room was at least forty feet high and had no corners, just a plain circular was with no windows, no paintings, no lights, nothing. But that is not what interested me. The floor was water, water clear and pure with light coming from it, yet I could not see the bottom of the liquidy pool. There was, however two paths that came to the door across the water. They both lead to a different door from around the room.

There were five doors, evenly spaced out. They each had two paths leading from it. Each path skipped the door that was directly next to it and lead to one of the either two doors left. There was a giant star, a star framed inside of a circular room, a star above a bottomless pit of water.

I started to walk towards the door on my left but as I reached the center of the room I slipped. I fell into the center pool of water and started to sink. I opened my eyes and tried to swim up towards the surface but I kept sinking, lower and lower until I could not see anything except for the light shinning up past me. I started to get dizzy and then my vision started to go hazy, until I was unconscious, just sinking deeper and deeper into the water to where the lights ended and the darkness began. '

My fingers slid through thick black hair, utterly enjoying the feel of triumph in my hands. I felt the thing under me squirm and moan, unable to stop herself from giving in. What a funny thing humans were. Even the most strong-willed of their kind was easily broken, seduced. The artist who had come to my home seeking to paint my portrait had been a little difficult to control. At first. But she too fell under the spell of my unavoidable beauty. As much as I enjoy watching them give in, I also have become bored with this game and want something more. Something harder to reach.

I heard a thump from a room close to mine. Must have been Ken dreaming again. I should go check. I heard a soft sigh from the body underneath me. "Don't worry love, I'll be back soon" I whispered soothingly in her ear.

I rose from the bed and put one of my many silk robes on. Jae had fallen asleep by the time I had left the room. It was barely four in the morning, so no one else was up to hear the noise from Ken's room. The door creaked as I opened it a crack. Ken was sweating and breathing in and out deeply. He tossed himself around and swatted at the air as if he were an insect, caught in a web. I walked slowly towards his bed, careful not to make a sound. His night terrors amused me. I settled myself next to him and watched his face twist in agony. My how beautiful he was! Especially when in pain, he looked like

an exotic animal, trapped in a cage, MY cage. I felt myself grinning, as I moved his sweaty bangs off his face. He cried out and then was silent. After awhile he stirred and his eyes began to flicker open. "Michael?" he whispered.

I heard myself scream into the darkness. My eyes fluttered open and I saw him leaning over me. Michael's face was about a foot away from my face. I looked up into his face with no emotion showing "Michael,....what do you want?" I asked him

"Just wondering about my darling little boy who had quite unpleasant looks on his face, just not a moment ago. "Michael purred into my ear. I pulled away to the far corner of my bed dragging the sheets with me as I went.

"Just get out of here." I said my eyes not looking directly into his face but rather at the corner of my bed. Michael chuckled evilly to himself and stood up next to my bed looking down at me before he walked casually out of the room. I buried my head in my hands and started trembling. That dream...again...