Ok, so here is the next chapter... like I said, its in first veiw starting with Sora.

~Sora's POV~

"Sora…" I heard the voice, and looked for the source. Then I saw him… Roxas. He was wearing his usual checkered clothes, standing on the threshold of the mansion. He smiled at me and turned a corner.

"Roxas!" I raced for the door, ignoring everything around me, just focusing on the blonde I knew so well. I entered the mansion, and followed Roxas around a couple of hallways. Until I reached a parlor. Roxas wasn't there. There was no sign of Roxas. No footprints on the dust covered floor. The grey sheets that covered the rotting furniture didn't look disturbed. The only light came from the shafts of sunlight peeking through the ruined roof; the windows were too slimy for light to pass through.

I received a sense of unwelcome. An uneasiness. A feeling that I had done something forbidden swirled around me.

"We aren't allowed…" The voice whispered. Without thinking I nodded.

"We aren't allowed…" I whispered slowly. The memory unraveling its self in my mind.

"Sora, Roxas… you aren't allowed to enter the mansion." The stern voice of my father cause me to look up.

"Why, daddy?" Roxas was now watching father. Both of our blue eyes were trained solely on the man.

"It's dangerous." Mom answered, we switched our gazes to our mother.

"Why, mommy?" Roxas asked the question running through my mind. Mother didn't answer, she just stared at the mansion. A wind blew from behind her, blowing her long brown hair past her.

"Mommy, why are you crying?" Daddy had been just watching. Now he intervened.

"Just look at the place… you could get lost or the place could collapse… although it won't." The last bit was muttered, but we had caught it anyways. We both looked to the mansion then turned to our dad.

"We wouldn't get lost…" At the same time we cocked our heads. Mother sighed, and held father's hand.

"Just don't go in there." We both nodded at our father.

"Yes father." We chorused at the same time.

A thunk brought me out of my memories. It sounded like it came from another hallway. I walked across the room and opened the door.

"Roxas?" I called out gently. A red candle rolled and hit my feet. I stared at it for a few seconds before picking the thing up. It looked like at one point in time I had something carved on it, but I couldn't tell what. A loud creak caused me to look up. A door at the end of the hall had opened and now shut. I could feel the vibrations from the force of the slam.

Walking up to the door, I placed the candle on the table in the middle of the hall. There were several doors, but I kept my eyes on the one that had just been slammed shut.

"Roxas?" I called out gently as I turned the door knob. I walked in without thinking. Bad mistake.

There was no floor nor a ceiling in this room. Well there was a floor, but it was a two foot square platform that I was currently standing on. The floor had fallen and rain water had made like a swamp in the room. I could see something move in the dark depths and I moved back only to find that the door had shut its self.

A bubbling noise could be heard and I watched as a black thing floated to the surface. It drifted over close to the platform. Looking down at the water, I decided to try my luck. I got down on my stomach and leaned over, barely touching the black thing. It was cloth, pulling it up, I frowned at the algae hanging off it. I held it as I stood and examined it. I gasped when I realized what it was.

It was like a coat and a cloak mixed into one. If I were to wear it, it would reach down to about my ankles. Several silver chains hung from the hood, and a silver zipper was reversed, so the open part was at the bottom.

I recognized this cloak. Roxas had worn it so many times… the Organization uniform. As soon as I came to that conclusion, something shot out of the water and dragged the cloak back in. I didn't scream… instead I shivered and pressed my back against the wall. The vision of the disembodied hand was still fresh in my mind. The way its rotting white flesh was peeling and the cuts… I shook my head. The door opened, and I quickly exited the room.

I looked up and down the hall, looking for who had opened the door. I saw no one. I closed my eyes, straining my ears to hear something. I heard soft footsteps around the corner. Opening my eyes, I turned the corner. No one was there. Soft whisperings entered my hearing. I couldn't discern their words; I turned to look for the source. That's when I saw that the old, yellowing and peeling wall paper had something carved on it. I screamed.

~Riku's POV~

"Roxas!" I jumped and yelped at the sudden sound of Sora's voice. I turned to look at him and tell him not right now, but he was already sprinting to the mansion.

"Sora! Sora! Come back!" He ignored me and barged right into the place. I could hear Axel following me as we chased him, but once we crossed the threshold, I stopped. Sora had disappeared.

"Where did he go?" Axel asked, panting slightly.

"I don't know…"

"Roxas?" The voice echoed slightly, the noise somehow disturbing the peace more then we were.

"Sora?" I perked up and immediately walked to where I had thought I heard the voice come from. Axel and I traveled down several hallways before we finally heard Sora again.

"Roxas?" His voice was gentler this time. Axel looked at me.

"He's lost it… and now we're lost." I looked around to see that Axel was right…

Despite all the dust on the ground there was not one footprint. Nothing… I spun around a couple times.

"How do we know if we have been going around in circles this whole time?!"

Axel shrugged in response, then his eyes went wide and he stared at something behind me. I turned and stared as well. Down the hall bright blue eyes examined me before moving to Axel. With a small smirk on his lips, Roxas turned the corner. The black material of his cloak swished at the sudden movement, and was the last thing to disappear behind the corner.

"Roxas…" I heard Axel mummer. "Roxas!" Before I could do anything, Axel was already down the hall and turning the corner.

"Axel, wait!" I chased after him, but like with Sora, he was gone. I looked everywhere but I found no trace of either boys. A scream echoed through the halls. I recognized the voice, it was Sora. No caring about Axel anymore, I ran to where I thought it sounded like the scream had come from. I entered a room and could only stare blankly at what I saw.

~Axel's POV~

I stared with wide eyes at Roxas. He was wearing the organization cloak, the stupid thing defining his body beautifully. It was tailored to fit him like a mold anyways. His eyes were focused on Riku, something flashed in them, and Riku turned around. Then Roxas turned that gaze to me. He smirked softly, and then turned a corner.

"Roxas…" I murmured, still not believing he was there. "Roxas!" I shouted once it finally caught up to my mind and body that Roxas, my boyfriend of several years, the source of everything I held dear was right there and very much in my grasp. I broke off in a run to the end of the hallway and around the corner. He was somehow already at the end of the hall, waiting patently for me.

"Axel…" His voice sounded slightly off. It echoed despite how soft it was.

"Roxas." He turned the corner. I chased. He had stopped about halfway up this hallway, waiting by a door. Once he saw me, he nodded once and entered the room. Instantly I was there and opening the same door. It was pure black in there, and every gut feeling told me not to enter.

"Axel…" His voice over-ruled the feelings and I stepped in. The door shut by itself. The thought of crappy horror movies surfaced in my mind. I quickly shoved it away.

"Roxas…" I heard things move in response to my voice. I couldn't see anything; blindly I tried to feel my way around. Then I felt it. I don't know what it is, but it latches onto my leg. I can feel nails and teeth ripping my worn jeans and digging into my skin. Trying to get away from it, I fall facedown onto the floor. I managed to try to my backside before more of those things are on me. Biting my arms, legs and torso. Suddenly the pain fells numb, and all I want to do is sleep.

"Axel!" Roxas' voice is somewhat muted, and disoriented. I can feel the creatures back off, and something drags me. Light floods my vision, the last thing I see before I black out is Roxas' bright blue eyes looking down into mine.

I wake to a scream… Sora's. No doubt Riku is going crazy about it… why would Sora be screaming anyways? Then it hit me… we were in the mansion... and I almost got killed. I opened my eyes. I was leaning against a wall, across from the door that opened to the dark room. Someone, I guess Roxas, had dragged me from it. It was still opened and I shivered as I looked into cold glaring, yellow eyes. I notice a blood trail leading from there to me, I guess its mine. I look around, trying to locate the blond who saved me.

"Roxas?" My voice is hoarse. I receive no reply. He had left me… across the hall from these creatures. Why had he saved me anyways? Wasn't he the one who led me in there? Closing my eyes, I try to stand. To my surprise, I do it easily and with no pain. I check myself over. My clothes are torn, and I'm covered in blood, but I'm not hurt. What the fuck? I know I felt those things ripping my skin, drinking in my blood and eating my flesh…

"Don't you just love this place?" I spin around to see Roxas at the end of the hall. Amusement is in his eyes, but it's off somehow… just like his voice… he's smiling a twisted smile… it doesn't look right on him.

"Do YOU remember?" Roxas cocked his head to the side.

"Remember what? What kind of sick game are you playing at, Roxas?!" Roxas frowned at my shouted voice.

"Shh… we mustn't wake the sleeping man." He sighed… "I tried to tell Sora that… but he won't listen… you'll listen, won't you Axel?" He smiled, then laughed. "Not that it matters… the sleeping man will wake… he always does… then we mustn't make noise… don't alert him... mustn't reveal…" his eyes become glossed over… it's now that I notice that he's speaking, but his mouth isn't moving. He keeps muttering about silence, sleeping men, and musts and mustn'ts. Shaking his head, he turns and disappears down a hallway. Being who I am, I follow. Something was wrong here, and following Roxas will either reveal that wrongness or keep me alive. Or so I hoped.

Poor Sora and Axel... Sora saw a disembodied arm, and Axel almost got eaten... Oh... digital Cookie for who can guess what tried to eat Axel. Riku had it easy... he just got himself very lost. ... I think I feel more sorry for Axel... he almost gets eaten, then finds out he's not hurt... which makes no sense... and then he finds a crazy Roxas... and why did Roxas lead him in the room only to save him from it?

I think Roxas is my favorite character so far... as my sister colorfully said when she read the story... "What the living Fuck? Is he mental or something? Cuz he fucking sounds like it. Damn he gives me a headache... who the fuck is the sleeping man?! Why does he keep saying that? Where did you get that from anyways?" I only answered her last question, which caused her to look at her son very strangely for a few seconds before introducing her hand to her face. Then she walked away.... mumbling about strange little sisters and weird sons... and how she was the only sane one in our family.