There has always been stories parents would tell to their children to help them fall asleep. Stories that could run rampant within a child's mind, a movie playing as they slowly slumber. Dreams could last for days, but they could also last for a mere second. Time could never control the lifespan of a dream. Yet, it could control life, and that is a frightening thought.
Time could consume life slowly or dangerously fast. If controlled, time could be a life threatening weapon. Everyone wants to get their hands on time. That's not strange at all.
Now, a strange girl appearing out of nowhere. That is peculiar.
A boy running a mansion on his own with riches anyone could desire. That is peculiar.
A butler who has remarkable skill and could accomplish anything at inhuman feats. That is peculiar.
And a witch that shouldn't exist trying to prove the existence of magic...well, you know how it goes.
As the clock ticks to its last hour, thunder crashes through the darkened clouds, a poor girl is sent through the rift, bearing the image of her friends and those she has serviced. None of them were breathing, with the Stakes of Purgatory sheathed within their skulls and hearts. This girl has barely escaped with her soul, only to have it thrown into another cruel world of reality and the paranormal. By now, she wouldn't even consider anything paranormal out of the ordinary. But, she definitely would need to get use to this world quick. For now, our hero of the story makes their way towards their new home, where she would serve new faces. All while the grandfather clock clicks within her dream.
Tick, tock….
Tick, tock….