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Stuffy. Stale and very dark. These were the things that Ema took inventory of, since she couldn't see anything. Her hands were bound behind her and she was blindfolded, lying on her side. Whatever she was laying on was soft, but she hadn't moved in a while, and her muscles were getting stiff. She would hear an occasional voice, but could never discern what they were saying, nor could she recognize the voice.
Suddenly she heard a door open, and a hand grabbed her right arm and pulled her into a sitting position.
"I really don't think you want to do that!" Whose voice was that? It seemed to come from in front of her somewhere, and the accent was very distinct...where had she heard that voice...
"Oh yeah," An object was pressed into her head as she flinched. Her protests caught in her dry throat. This voice was definitely Corvin's."Take one more step and you'll be watching your precious girl die!" What was with all the hostility? She tried to get her voice to work, but her mouth was so dry. She heard footsteps and the other voice started to say something, but was cut short.
Suddenly everything became white, and she panicked, her breathing was out of control and she struggled against her ropes. Her blindfold had been removed.
Then she heard it. The cocking of a gun, as it was pressed against her head.
"Don't...come any...closer..." Corvin's voice was tense and almost, strangled. Ema tried to look up at him, but found that he had a good chunk of her hair in his hand and her movement was restricted.
"Alright, calm down. I don't want anything to happen here." The other voice was calm, but Ema could hear the fear. She squinted and she could make out a shadow standing some feet in front of her.
Corvin shook her head and yelled, "STOP!" Was he crying? "Don't make me kill her!!"
"You...I'm stopping."
Ema squeaked again and struggled. The cold steel pressed against her temple, and her blood froze. Her vision was becoming clearer, as the figure started taking shape. All she could make out was blond hair and black pants...
The gun went off.
She will wake up at that point every time.
May 7th, 2019
Paris, France
Ema marked the date in the dream journal she had been keeping ever since the nightmare she had after the symphony. She felt compelled to keep track of her dreams and the day's events leading up to the more frightening ones. This particular dream she'd been having ever since the New Years party, but it had never been that vivid. She knew exactly what triggered it on this date.
Miles and Ema's sister appeared on Sola's doorstep that afternoon like they were just neighbors visiting. Ema was so excited to see her sister, that she had completely forgotten that she was meeting up with Corvin that afternoon to discuss her living situation concerning college. She had finally decided on one, but it was an hour outside of Paris. She wanted this college so bad, but was it worth it giving up her part time job at the city morgue (thanks to Sola), and her cushy city living to small town snobsville? Corvin was going to help her decide over drinks at their usual spot.
Instead, Ema was having tea and catching up.
"Oh, Lana!" Ema couldn't stop smiling. "I don't know what to say! I'm so excited to have you here!"
"Trust me, I'm just as excited to be out of that cell." Lana threw her a warm smile.
"Ahh...we have some news we want to tell you," Miles said, a nervous edge to his voice.
"O-Okay," Ema stuttered as she set down her cup. Lana put a hand on her knee.
"Phoenix...Phoenix Wright was disbarred on the 29th," Miles took a deep breath. "He...ahhh...was believed to have presented forged evidence during a trial."
Ema gasped. "What!? No, not Phoenix! I-I don't believe it. H-how...why?"
"Miles, believes it might have been set up," Lana explained. "But no one knows, no one can find that piece of evidence."
"Who would do such a thing?"
"I have the feeling that it was Kristoph Gavin, but I have no way to prove either way." Miles blew out a sharp breath in frustration.
"Wait, Kristoph Gavin? As in the Gavin brothers?"
"Yes, the same." Lana said after taking a sip of tea. "He's a dirty lawyer..."
"He is the defenses equivalent to Man...my ex-mentor." Miles interjected. "Anyway, Klavier was prosecutor and called Phoenix on the forgery."
"That...that..." Ema clenched her fists. "Isn't he supposed to be some sort of rock star?"
"That's a side job, but yes." Lana stated.
"Glimmerous Fop!" Ema growled as her phone went off. She pulled it out and gasped at the ID. "Oh crap! I was supposed to meet Corvin an hour ago!" She stood up.
"Corvin?" Her sister inquired. A dark look crossed over Miles's face. "Isn't that Solanine's son?"
"Yeah," Ema said as she dialed his number. "Hi, listen honey, I..." A loud voice could be heard on the other side. Ema just shook her head, "Listen, to me! My sister is in town." More yelling from the other voice. "Fine." Ema snapped her phone shut and smiled a weary smile.
"Is...everything okay?" Miles asked.
Ema sat on the couch with a heavy sigh. She explained to them that her and Corvin had decided to become exclusive to one another, and that she thought she had finally found love. She went on to explain that they were going to discuss living arrangements over drinks today.
"Ema, has he proposed to you?" Lana's eyes danced with excitement.
"No, but we've gotten used to spending a lot of time together in this house that we figured we'd get out of Sola's hair."
"Well," Lana took her sister's hands in hers. "I am still excited that my little sister has found love."
"Thank you," Ema threw her arms around Lana. "I've missed you. Writing letters is not the same. Are you going to be living here?"
"Well, my first idea was to just find a flat anywhere in the are so I could be close to you for a while, but maybe I will just move in with Sola, since you two are moving out!" Lana pushed her hair behind her ear.
They discussed living arrangements and Ema's choice in schools before Corvin came home a half hour later.
"Corvin!" Lana exclaimed as she hugged him. "I can't believe this is the same gangly young man that I saw six years ago?!"
"Lana, good to see you after all this time." Corvin said as Lana let go. "Ema told me what happened with you and the chief of police. I'm very sorry."
"Well, the truth was bound to rear its ugly head anyway." Lana gave a small smile. "Besides, it gave me time to decide on a new profession!"
Corvin nodded at Miles politely as he sat on the couch beside Ema. Lana glanced over at Miles as he returned the nod, catching the tension.
"Well, what is this new direction you've decided to take Lana?" Corvin asked as he put his arm on the back of the couch and played with Ema's hair. She smiled up at him, warmly.
"I've decided to take a couple years and explore Europe with Miles, then look into getting a professorship at a university."
"With Miles?" Ema's eyebrow shot up in surprise as she glanced up at Miles.
"Yes," He answered. "I need to be away from the states for a very long time. I know Europe fairly well, so I offered to take your sister around."
"But what about Phoenix, I thought..."
Miles sighed heavily. "No, he has his own problems that...that I can't help with now."
Lana broke the tension and went on about how excited she was to explore Europe, but Ema wasn't paying attention. She was thinking about how hurt Phoenix must have been after Miles had left...her mind couldn't wrap around the concept of one person leaving another in their time of need.
That evening marked the first of her vivid nightmares.
