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"Mmmm...." Annette sighed as she opened her eyes. Home....home at last. It was all just a dream. A horrible dream. She was home safe with ma....

Wait....

Something not right? This isn't my bed. This isn't our flat. Where's Mama?

Suddenly the events of the past months came back to her.

Mama dying, our promise, the haunting music, the crimson windmill......the darkness.....

A cold fear washed over Annette. She looked around to see that she was alone in a dimly lit room, which looked like it was some sort of dressing area.

"Oh God......I've got to get out of here" Annette muttered in a panicked voice. She needed to get out of this place. Before something terrible could happen.

But as she tried to pull her body from the mattress a sharp pain twisted though her body. Annette fell back down writhing in agony. She couldn't move. The pain was far too much to bear.

Annette just cried....she felt defeated. She had nothing. No family, no money, no hope. She wanted death. She had to die. It was a far better fate than this horrible excuse of a life.

"Pourquoi la vie de phase du rêve au rêve..." she sang if a sobbing whisper "et redoutent le jour en rêvant des extrémités..."

"SMACK" The door swung open crashing against the wall. A jovial, plumped, red haired man came strolling into the room. Even though his face seemed quite kind, Annette could not help but feel fear stab her gut.

"Why pigeon, your up! We've been worried sick!" His voice boomed in a happy tone.

"Wh...who are you....wh...where am I?! Annette managed to stutter out. Who was this man, and why was he calling her pigeon?

"Why how rude of me." The mystery man said with a chuckle "I am Harold Zilder.....and you my lovely.....are at the Moulin Rouge!"





Note- Sorry it took so long! Oh and the line in French is apart from the song "One Day I'll Fly Away".

Hope you guys liked it!