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? POV

"HELP"! I heard someone screaming. It sounded like a child. I heard it again but this time closer. " HELP"! I saw a girl with blonde pigtails tied in red bows and was wearing brown boots, a white skirt and a red trench coat. I saw a shadow looming over her, but it wasn't her's.. it was much too large. She started to scream again. But she was screaming a chant. Then I remembered. That was me when I was 7!

"Stop!" I yelled. Then I woke up. All I remember was the shadow coming to me. Then a sharp pain filled my head and it all went black.

"Wake up."

"Please, wake up!" My eyes opened and I saw a blurry vision of a man and a teenager, obviously near her adulthood. The man had blonde hair and a strange blue spiral around his head, the teenager a brunette with a long black dress. My sight was blurry, I couldn't really see them very well. But there were a few features that I could see sharply before it all went normal once more.

"Wh-who are you?" I stuttered out as they looked at me with concern.

"Hi! I'm Sam!" The girl smiled lightly, closing her eyes and waving. Colress looked at her.

"Sam, I thought your parents would have taught you to keep your name confidential until you know the person!" Sam's eyes watered.

"Colress, please don't talk about my parents! You remember what happened, don't you?!" She ran off somewhere else.

"Wh-where am I?" I stuttered once more, looking at the dark, oppressing atmosphere.

"Don't speak, save your energy. You are very weak." Colress said to me putting a cold cloth over my forehead. I nodded my thanks and slowly passed out.

Colress POV

I went to go find Sam so we could discuss this poor girl's situation. I found Sam looking at a picture of her parents.

" Sam, we need to talk about this girl you found." Sam's ice-cold gaze turned towards me.

"Fine."