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Chapter Ten

"Wake up, my dearest Rose. You are safe"

a voice whispered in the darkness of my sleep.

The voice was familiar, but I couldn't tell who it was. Their voice was too distant and soft to tell if it was male or female for that matter, but that one sentence was enough to get me to stir from my deep slumber and sleepily open my eyes. I wish I hadn't. The Nightwalker from the hospital was bent over; staring me dead in the eyes with a really creepy smile on his face. That was all it took to get me fully awake and aware of my surroundings. I was laying on the floor of a really old ware house as it seemed. With rusty tools and blunt objects everywhere. It looked like a torture chamber of some sort, and the crazed look in his eyes didn't help the fear growing in my chest. I couldn't run, because I didn't know where I was. I knew it was day by the blinding sunlight pouring through the windows on the other side of the warehouse.

"Don't even think about running. You cant run from me. I changed you, so now our souls are intertwined forever. So wherever you go, I can find you. The transformation is complete, you can't be in the sunlight anyway"

He laughed.

I swear my heart stopped. The transformation was complete? Was I really that horrible monster I saw in the mirror in my dream? I covered my trembling lips with my hand to hide my shock and disbelief from the Nightwalker. He smiled knowingly and grabbed my hand and lifted me up. His touch filled my entire body with electricity, and I suddenly yearned for his kiss. I looked away in disgust. I couldn't believe a thought like that had just went through my mind! He cupped my face in his surprisingly warm hands and made me look into his empty eyes. He leaned in to kiss me, and even though I was disgusted, I met his kiss eagerly. As soon as our lips met, the thoughts of disgust melted away. As a matter of fact, any reason or logic that I had in my brain was gone. All I cared about was him.

My murderer.

My...Lover.

He smiled at me and led me to a table, where a blue hedgehog was strapped to a table. His emerald green eyes pleaded at me as if he knew me, but I didn't know his face. Something deep in my mind stirred at the sight of him, but a small touch from my love made it go away. he handed me a knife, and pointed at the hedgehog.

"kill him"

he commanded sternly.

I smiled. "Yes love," and I struck the knife through the hedgehog's heart. His scream pierced the silence warehouse, but it quickly quieted to gargles and gasps as blood filled his throat.

"Why, Amy. Why?"

he whispered.

And died.