Roze's Corner: Hello there and welcome again! *sips tea before placing it down* Another story is soon to be posted but not something you would expect. But I will give you a hint, the survival of these characters in the game depended on you... Enjoy!

Overview: They were out of his grasp but the nightmare still haunted them...

Prologue: Moving forward but looking backwards

"Henry, I know you want to help but you been going straight now for a couple of hours, relax."

"The sooner we leave here the better I'll feel." Lifting up another box, the silent hero also known as Henry Townshend carried the box out the room and set it down for the movers who were to come pick them up later in the day.

Shaking her head, Eileen stepped in front of the next book he reached for and grabbed his hands. "Rest now, it has only been two days since I got out and you still haven't had a good day's rest... Why don't you finish packing up?" The shudder she saw race threw him had her resting smooth palms on each side of his face. "When it's light out of course. We got your stuff out first anyway, there wasn't much..." Pulling her hands away from his face, she grabbed his hands and lead him to the couch. Pushing him down, she hushed his protest with a finger to his lips. "Nope! Your not going to argue your way out of this! Relax at least if your not going to sleep."

"But..."

"What did I say?" Placing her hands on her hips, Eileen gave a mocking glare before letting out a soft laugh and walking into her kitchen.

Sighing, Henry gave in and laid back against the arm of the chair and closed his eyes. Sleep caught him like a warm embrace and the soft traces of his breath could be heard if one paid attention.

"Well that was easy..." Coming back in the room with two glasses and a bottle of soda, she sat one glass down before opening the bottle and pouring some for herself. Resting in the arm chair across from him, her green eyes regarded the tired man with a sense of tenderness. "You been threw so much and yet here you are still trying to fight." Bringing the glass up to her lips, the past couple of days played in her mind and she could see why he was trying to stay awake, but she was a big girl and could defend herself if need be. "Hell, I did it in the other world and I could damn sure do it here..."

"Do what?"

Choking slightly on her soda, she turned to a smirking Henry and snorted lightly. "Well aren't you a cheeky little thing right now..."

"Haha... I didn't realize I fell asleep."

"You needed it... And it was only for about ten minutes or so."

"Really?" Stretching, the brown haired man sat up and rubbed his heterochormic eyes before looking up at his neighbor.

"Go back to sleep Henry... You need it." Getting up briefly, Eileen filled his glass with soda before sitting back down.

"No."

"There isn't an argument here. Do it or else I'll get the medication that makes you." Her voice was light but there was a seriousness behind it.

"You don't have..." The shaking of pills in a bottle shut him up and Henry wound up muttering about sadistic women and medication.

"Whatever." Grabbing a blanket, she approached him with it to spread it out on him... Only to be pulled down and held against his chest. "Hey!"

"Well if I'm going to sleep peacefully you should too." Raising an eye brow, Henry rolled his eyes when she protested and pulled the covers over them. "Hush. we have to be up early." Closing his eyes, his arms encircled her waist holding her tightly. "Sleep."

"That's my line." Pouting, it flipped into a smile and she laid her head against his chest, enjoying the beating heart that lulled her to sleep.

"Ngh..."

"Open up!"

"The hell?" Sitting up, Eileen rubbed her eyes and tried to clear them to see what was going on. What she didn't expect was a set of arms to pull her back down into a tee shirt covered chest. "The hell?" Pushing against the arms, she was able to situate herself to lie on her own forearms. "Henry?" Staring at him for a moment, she admired how the semi permanent bags disappeared and all the tension seemed to just melt away. "Aww, he really needed this..."

"Needed what?"

"Oops, guess I woke you up."

Cracking one eye open, Henry saw a smiling Eileen with her cheek resting on her palm. "What are you smiling about?"

"Oh nothing." Getting up, Eileen heard a knock at the door and went over to it. A bat rested right next to it just in case... "Who is it?"

"Moving services!"

"Oh! Hold on!" Wearing only a tank and tee, she grabbed a near by mini bomber jacket and slung it on her shoulders before opening the door. "Hello there!"

"Hey, is this your stuff?" A medium build Caucasian male pointed to the boxes behind him which his workers were moving down the steps.

"Yep! The only things left are stuff packed in small bags that we can carry and our extra clothing."

"Yea, yeah, we'll let you know when were done." Walking away, he helped pick up a table that one of his workers started to lift and helped him carry it downstairs.

Closing her door, Eileen locked it before going into the kitchen and opening the refrigerator. Pulling out the small sandwiches she made and packets of juice, she stuffed in into a small carrying pack and placed it on the counter. "You can get washed Henry, there's an extra towel set hanging above."

"'Kay." Getting up with a groan, the former Receiver of Wisdom made his way to the small bathroom in the back, grabbing his change of clothes on a near by chair. With a gentle click the bathroom was locked and a shower was heard running.

"That man..." Moving around, Eileen made sure she left no trace of her items behind lest she had to come back to this accursed room. Walking near the window, she peered out it into the morning world and embraced the sunlight. "Ah..." Her eyes took in the sight for this would probably the last time she be in South Ashfields. 'Good riddance too.' Glancing at room 207, a silhouette made her blood run cold and she took a double take. 'That's odd... I thought I saw Richard's ghost... Impossible... Henry pinned him...' Rubbing her eyes, she looked back and saw nothing but the furniture that had not been moved out yet. "Oh..." Relaxing, a cold hand on her shoulder made her turn around and she screamed...

Washing his hair, Henry had a thousands of thoughts racing threw his head, all about how the move would affect him and Eileen. 'I mean its for the best... To start over and fresh from the beginning...' The scream that cut threw the air had him whip lashing his head to the door. In a flash he had the towel above head around his waist and a pipe that was laying around in the bathroom at hand. Slamming open the door, he raced down the hallway to see who made Eileen scream in terror. "Show yourself!" Eyes widened when a grey figure disappeared before the cowering woman in a poof of smoke. Running over to her, Henry pulled the shaking woman into his lap and held her. "Easy, easy..."

"It was him..."

"Him who?" Rocking her back and forth, Henry still kept a tight grip on the pipe.

"Richard..." Not caring that her clothes where getting soaked, Eileen clung to Henry tightly.

"Richard?" His voice was soft but not without a tone of surprise. "But..."

"I know..."

"This is insane! We have to get out of here." Pulling her up with him, Henry lead her into the bathroom and sat her down on the toilet seat. "Lets hurry and leave."

The day went by a blur but soon they were out of the apartment building and into the truck with all their belongings.

"Were all gonna miss ya'." Shaking Henry's hand, Frank Sunderland patted him on the shoulder gently.

"Were going to miss you too."

"We'll be back to visit."

"I hope so." Hugging Eileen, Frank helped her into the rental car and closed the door for her.

"See ya later everyone!"

Turning on the car, Henry gave a quick salute and pulled off to keep up with the trucks.

Waving out the window, Eileen rested against the passenger side and smiled. "Finally..."

"Yeah." Looking at the driver's side mirror, a brief glance reflected a dirty blue trench coat. "What the..."

"You saw it too?" Staring over at Henry, Eileen was frozen stiff with fear.

"Ignore it... The faster we get out of here the sooner our minds will stop playing tricks on us..." Speeding up, Henry try to get that image out his mind but something was gnawing at him.

Nodding her head, Eileen tried to focus on the road and not what they just saw. 'All in my head... Its just all in my head...'

How soon they would come to find out that what they thought was gone was back to drag them down with them...

A/N: I hope this was a good start to the story! Please Read and Review, thank you ^_^