The next morning, I woke up to see Ciel furious. He was holding newspaper and was glaring at it.

"Is there something wrong?" Ciel picks up his head and still has the glare.

"No. Viscount Druitt was not Jack the Ripper. Now we are back at square 1."

Well, if you look at it from one vantage point, my vantage point. All the bodies that were previously bought in had a smell to it. Almost kind of Undertaker and Grell. They both have the same sort of scent, but a slight difference. Grell had something off about it. Undertaker's was mixed with all the chemicals and other things around the shop, but pleasant.

"Alice?"

"Yes?"

"I want to talk to youand Sebastian before we work on this case. I want to know how you managed to know about Sebastian and I. Tell me."

I knew he was going to ask this eventually. Well, no putting off what you can do today. I might as well get this over with.

"There's a stench to you. Not saying generally. Just around your eye and Sebastian. When you look at Sebastian's actions and what he says, it almost matches the criteria of a demon. If you are contracted with one, the smell will come from that location of the contract. In your case, your right eye is where it is."

"How do you know criteria of demons if you lost your memory?"

"I read a book in a bookstore while buying the things we needed to fix our last guest." Ciel started to think Alice was getting too used to Undertaker's habits. She's starting to use his name for the bodies that come by.

"Well, you understand this must be a secret." I knew he wanted to keep it a secret. In response, I nodded. He was satisfied with the answer, so he let me leave. I wonder what will happen now. With the case restarting to square one, we have to review over the information.

I stopped in my steps. There was something bugging me. There was another smell that came to me. It was on someone, but I can't remember. It smelled sour. I was so lost in thought I bumped into Sebastian.

"Are you alright Alice?" I could see a hint of concern in his eyes.

"Yeah, just piecing a puzzle together. I'm not sure if I'm right about it, but I'm not wrong."

"Would you like to explain? It might help if you have someone to come to for help." Sebastian suggested. It wouldn't hurt to at least say what I have. After all, I must be a supernatural being if I could hear the elements.

(Water, Fire, Air, Earth, Dark, and Light when talking to Alice)

'You are correct about trusting him. He is a contracted demon.'

' According to his orders, he has to help with the case.'

'But that doesn't mean he will give you the information that you need. He was given orders that was specifically for Ciel.

'But he might if he is interested in Alice. If I was him, I would think Alice is entertaining.'

'True'

'Would you all shut UUUUUUP!?' I shout mentally.

'…'

'Thank you' Now to answer Sebastian.

"There was another smell in the room. It was acidic. I don't remember where I smelled it from, but it was awful. It couldn't be you or Ciel. You have a smell that's a blunt stench. This one was bitter. It's not Grell either. His was neutral, like scentless soap. It's not human that's for sure."

" Yes. Humans smell like humans, meat."

"I don't get that smell, but I have a feeling that there is someone that we know is killing them."

"Well, you do have interesting theories. I do not see why you do not tell Master about this."

"I could be wrong, so I can't say it."

"And you do not know if it is correct."

"That is true, but you know who it is." Sebastian just smirks and leaves.

'Damn demon. He never gives a straight answer.'

'Told you. You should listen and accept us more. You'll need all of us to guide you through the events that are waiting for you.'

'Dark is right. Pay close attention to the winds.'

'I think all of us agree for you to be extremely cautious in the near future. Stick close to the light…' Dark continued her sentence.

'Or the shadows that are unknown to any of us or you will claim all of those you hold dear, like the Undertaker.'

My thoughts focused on him. What do I feel about the Undertaker? What do I know about him? Not a lot, but I want to know him even more. He's mysterious and is with twists and turns that get me lost in the labyrinth of his mind. He looks like any creepy man, but the way he was at the ball. He was nothing like the Undertaker I knew. Sure, his teasing carefree attitude was there, but something else was there.

He was serious and was sincere. Not that he isn't, it's… something I can't explain. In his smile, there was a bit of sadness in it, yet happiness, longing, pain, and anxiety was there too. Why though? What was bothering him so much that he's trying to hide his pain? I want to help him, but how? I'm just a girl with barley any memories. What could I do to help him?

I walk in my room to think more about the situations at hand. Memories are starting to come back to me. What was it that was starting to help me? Undertaker has nearly tried every method he could use, but yet now they appear. Who are the boys I saw? Why does everything have to be so frustrating? I don't want to be kept in the dark. I want to…no… NEED to hear the truth. What happened to me? What caused me to forget? I wasn't injured, so could it be a drug? No, there were no side effects after waking up. I got tired of thinking, so I walked to the field of flowers I found.

I laid down in the red flowers that were there and started to hum the song I sang here the first time I came here. My mind was clear and relaxed. I had nothing to worry about here. I suppose this would be my haven, my sanctuary. Flower petals flew by me and I had an idea, I began to gather flowers of many colors and started making flower chains and crowns.

All of them had vibrant colors and was beautiful. I was finished by 20 minutes. I bought myself up and walked to the trees close to the field and laid down. The breeze was nice and cool, the sun was somewhat blocked by the leaves above my head and white fluffy clouds move freely at their own pace. Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

~Dream~

I wake up in a dark abyss. No light was seen and I look down at what I was wearing. I was in a light blue Lolita dress with an apron tied at the back. Socks that were striped ended at my knees. A black ribbon was tied in my hair. A voice was heard.

"…Alice…"

I grew scared of what that was. "Who are you? Who's there?"

"…Alllice… have you forgotten me? Have you really forgot me?"

"I don't understand. Who are you?"

"…Allie… Please remember me soon." The voice was so sad. Was it someone from my past? A locket was dropped in front of me. I picked it up and saw a picture of me as a little girl dressed in the same thing. A smile was placed on my face while standing back to back with someone. The image was blocked and the inscription was jumbled.

Next, a pair of rectangular shaped glasses and a long pole with a weird shape to it was in front of me. As soon as I picked up the glasses another voice, a lot different from the last one, spoke.

"My dear Alice… please remember me. I love you." I felt tears invading my vision and a familiar top hat fell beside me. I picked that one up too and heard him, the Undertaker.

"My Alice…look closer and please remember those close to you before you become more lost. Don't leave me…I love you too much to let you go."

My tears start to run as the sadness and misery was clearly heard of all 3 voices. All of them sounded as if they were going to die without me or break. A white glow came to me and started to speak.

"Look deep in your heart to see what you have forgotten."

Then I woke up.

~Dream end~

I sat in my bed sweating and catching my breath. My hands went to cover my left eye. Only 2 question came to mind:

'Who were those 3 voices and who are they to me?'