The Pirates went on a water mission. Dahlia was feeling a bit unwell, but claimed to be well enough to fly the ship. Cortes just hoped she was right about herself. She was already in bad shape, and Lordi and Enary would kill him if it got worse.

The group of blocks where they ended up was a complete nightmare. The inhabitants called it "the fashion blocks". Everything was pink.

When the Pirates came of the ship - they had no choice because the ship needed repairs done - Dahlia almost immediatly turned around when she a girl in a pink dress with pink, high-heeled shoes and so much eye make-up that she almost looked like a panda, and started making vomiting sounds.

'Oh, no no no no.' the Panda said. 'You!' she pointed at Cortes 'Would look much better shirtless.'

Cortes smiled an evil smile and took his shirt off. The girl almost fainted.

He had the Lordi symbol tattood on his right upper arm. But that was not all. When he turned his back, a positively gigantic tattoo was revealed.

A biker zombie with a top hat, leaning against a Harley. In the background, zombie hands seemed to rip through his skin. And above that, in bloody letters, "The dead walk as their master calls".

Cortes put his shirt back on and smiled like an angel.

'Still think the same?'

Dahlia laughed in the background, while the girl and the other Pirates were staring at Cortes, untill Cheng finally said: 'I didn't know you had a backpiece.'

'Cheng, with what you don't know about me, I'd be able to fill a book.' Suddenly his head snapped in Dahlia's direction.

She was shivering and leaning against a wall. She was getting deadly pale.

And then collapsed. Wayan was just in time to catch her.

'Her temperature is too high.' he said. Cortes took Dahlia from Wayan and carried her back to her room.

Fire. Flames. Heat.

Dahlia knew exactly where her soul was.

Hell.

Satan's throne, made out of something that looked like human bones, was right in front of her, and he beckoned her.

He was half goat, half man. His legs were covered in white hair. His horns were curly, black with deep red.

'Oh no, I'm not going to do that...Lisifi.'

The Devil flinched at hearing his ancient name. Then he growled deeply.

'I'd rather die before doing that!'

The eyes of the sculpted skull started to glow bright red.

Suddenly flames errupted at her feet and the burning pain rushed through her body.

The next moment, she woke up in her own room on the , with Cortes right next to her.

It was night already. That little experience must've taken a longer time than she thought.

Thirteen years ago...

The young girl kneeled down in the middle of the dead forest. Her white sleeping gown was going to be dirty, but she didn't care.

All she had were her sleeping gown and the burned baby doll. Now she was playing with it. She turned to head, so the eyes were on the back.

She turned the head back in it's normal position. One eye was black, whilst the other was white.

'Would you love a monsterman, could you understand beauty of the beast?'

Suddenly a rainless storm started.

Chains that had been hidden by the leaves popped up, pulling up a sign.

Lordi.

She could vaguely see a shape standing up on the horizon.

A mummy raised his head from underneath the ground.

A woman with a mask, a long dress and heavy looking armor appeared.

An alien with five horns appeared.

A cyber zombie also revealed itself.

But Dahlia wasn't afraid. In fact, she felt...Safe. It was like she belonged with them.

She focussed on the first aparition again. He was some kind of demon.

He slowly walked towards her. She could hear him sing, but she didn't know what he exactly sang.

The alien suddenly played drums.

The mummy guitar.

The woman keyboard.

The cyber zombie bass guitar.

'Would you love a monsterman could you understand beauty of the beast? I would do it all for you, would you do it all, do it all for me?'

At first she was scared of him, just a tiny bit, when he started to try and lure her, but that fear went away again. She didn't need to be afraid.

It was like the demon was trying to convince her to join him and his group.

'Take your time, you'll be fine. Yeah there is nothing wrong with this, you ain't comitting crime. You don't know why, it passed you by. You search for something never found, along these lines.'

He got his battle axe out of the ground.

'Someday you may turn around and terrify. You can't deny...' he pointed at her. 'you crucify. Would you get down in the gutter swallowing your pride? I say yeah. I say yeah!'

He slammed his axe into the ground, causing a small earthquake that made the girl almost fall over. She held on to a tree to regain balance.

'Would you love a monsterman could you understand beauty of the beast? I would do it all for you would you do it all, do it all for me?

All that you get is less than you deserve. Leaving for now someday I may return. Yeah!'

She stood up and slowly walked towards the creature.

She gave him her doll. He took it, and looked at it.

'Would you love a monsterman?' he asked her.

Then he set the doll alight, to show her the truth of his monstrous nature.

Would you love a monsterman could you understand beauty of the beast? I would do it all for you...'

The little girl closed her eyes.

'would you do it all do it all for me? Would you love a monsterman could you understand beauty of the beast? I would do it all for you would you do it all, do it all for me? Yeah!'

The girl opened her eyes, that had turned white, white as pearls. She grinned manically.

She had agreed on joining them.

'Hey!'

Lena woke up with a scream. She had recognized the little girl.

Dahlia. With longer hair, of course, and brown, but it was her face.

Oh, this is just silly. Dahlia is blond!

Yet, when she fell asleep again, she was wondering what the dream meant.

Oh, if she knew...