For the rest of that day I felt soulless, literally; as if the soul of mine had been left behind. But I believed that Mathias stole my soul a long time ago, as well as my heart. I couldn't feel the need to cry anymore or socialise at the least with these people here at the institution. I'd just sit on the floor hugging my knees, thinking about death. The only person who ever really spoke to me was Michélle who I became friends with soon enough.

It was evening, still an hour before bedtime. Michélle was with me in my room and we were talking. Not anything in particular, just really telling each other about our likes, dislikes and a bit about our lives.

Michélle told me that after she moved to Paris, that's when things started to go weird for her.

I sat on the edge of my bed, with just the light from the lamp on the side table to light the room. It was still dim but I oddly liked it. It was a little romantic. Thought I'd never consider going romantic on Michélle. Heck no.

Michélle paced up and down the room as she blabbered on about her past boyfriends and how sad her life was. I just sat there rolling my eyes. I found her lucky to have a dozen real boyfriends, unlike I who had one imaginary boyfriend.

Would I even consider Mathias a boyfriend? I don't even know anymore…

But God, did I feel awful. His spirit knows I tried to hurt him and I was afraid because of that I had lost him. I missed him so much. I couldn't wait to fall asleep tonight in hope that he'd appear in my dreams.

"So then this other guy was bothering my little brother and he was being a complete dick so I go and beat him up and ever since then I became pretty nasty towards people who dares touch the people I love. My mother hated me since then and I tried to runaway…"

I whipped my head up when Michélle kept talking and I had snapped out of my thoughts, listening to her. My eyelids were aching. I just wanted to go to sleep.

Michélle sighed and shrugged, sitting back down on the bed. "I can't stop moving either… I just have to keep moving, y'now?"

I could tell by the way she was bouncing her legs even when she sat down. So Michélle was a violent runaway? Odd… Then again I wasn't really listening to half of her story.

"What about you, Ems?"

Ugh, Ems. I hated that name. It reminded me of M&Ms.

"You mean…How did I end up here?"

Michélle nodded her head.

I sighed, curling and twisting my finger around a lock of my hair. "I…I see a person…a man that nobody else can see… They all think I'm crazy…"

"Oh, you mean like you have an imaginary friend?" She smiled. Ugh, Michélle, please don't smile. I don't like smiles.

"Oui," I frowned, holding onto my knee as I rocked myself on the edge of the bed.

"Wow, must suck, huh?"

"Yes….yes it sucks…" I sighed. "Listen, Michélle. I'm extremely tired right now. Do you mind I head on off to bed? It's been such a long day for me; I could do with some sleep."

"Huh?" Michélle whispered, her lips pressing together into a pout.

"…" I frowned at her reaction, not liking it one bit.

She got up from the bed and went to the door, closing it shut and grabbed a chair from the side, holding it in front of the door so that if anyone tried to get in, they couldn't.

I gasped, watching what she was doing, my heart thumping in my chest.

"What are you doing?" I whispered angrily, standing straight up to my feet.

"Shhhh! You're going to get us in trouble!" She whispered, quietly stepping over to me. Too close to me, extremely close to mine as I tried to lean away from her.

"….Michélle…don't…I'm scared," I breathed and she gently took my hand, placing her finger to my lips and shushed me again.

What was this all about? Was this part of Michelle's disorder or something? Was this normal? I didn't know what normal was anymore.

"Hon, you don't have to be scared, okay? I know what it's like to have an imaginary friend. I had one…she kept telling me to do all those things I did in the past…I know what it's like."

Okay, perhaps I was just overreacting in my head. Perhaps she wasn't going to make a move on me. Maybe this was just her way of calming me.

It wasn't fucking working.

"Did you love your imaginary friend?" She then asked me.

I shyly nodded. "Yes….Yes I loved him. More than anything."

"What was his name?"

"…Mathias."

Michélle smiled widely, "...I'm going to kiss you. Pretend it's Mathias, okay?"

Whoa, wait what?

This little slut wants to make a move on me.

I'm trapped.

I opened my mouth to speak but Michélle just kept shushing me, only leaning closer and closer to me as I leant back more and more, a little too much. With a yelp I fell back onto the bed and Michélle landed on top of me, her horrible tasting lips crashing right against mine. My eyes widened with horror. I was frozen but I let her kiss me, her head tilting each side in persuasion to get me to give in and kiss her back.

When she started to wipe her hand up my body, that's when I started to panic even more. I squirmed, whimpering until she finally pulled away, looking a irritated.

"Emma, you need this… Just relax. I can tell you want this, deep down you want this. I can see it in those beautiful eyes of yours…" She murmured as she leant closer to me again.

I breathed heavily trying to catch my breath since I felt suffocated from her slobbery kisses.

"R-relax?" I stuttered quietly, Michélle nodding. "I-I…I don't…want to I j-just want to sleep, dear…Please, let me sleep…" My eyes started to water up. I wanted Denny, not her. I barely knew her even if she did tell me her life story in a whole afternoon.

"Close your eyes," she whispered as she pressed her lips to mine again. I arched my back a little and let out a sound as my eyes drifted closed.

My eyes were closed and all of a sudden I started to warm up to this idea.

I was imagining that Michélle was Mathias, just like she asked me to. And with that image in my head and the memories of laying in the meadow with Mathias on top of me, I naturally curled my leg around Michélle, shyly wrapping an arm around her as she gently squeezed my breast, causing me to breathe a quiet moan into her mouth.

Mathias… Just think Mathias. His warm hands on my skin, touching and teasing me, his mouth gently pressing to mine, each breathe exhaled with passion.

"Mnh…" He shut my eyes tighter when I felt Michélle grind her hips a little against mine. My heart was beating faster than it was when I first made love to Mathias.

But this wasn't making love. Me and Michélle; we were both insane. The world wouldn't accept us anymore so why should we care what we do anymore? We're both trapped.

I allowed her to run her fingers through my hair which was comforting. But her humping really wasn't. I tilted my head back, exhaling a quiet moan.

My head turned to the side as she trailed her kisses down to my neck and I opened my eyes a little.

Within my blurry vision I saw somebody sitting there on the chair on the other side of my room. My eyes snapped open in shock.

…Mathias.

He just sat there with his arms folded, watching me with a blank expression as I was getting completely dominated by a girl smaller than me.

I let out a panicked sound which sounded more like a moan when Michélle continuously grinded her knee against my crotch. "M-Mathias…" My eyes watered up so much so quickly and I had to blink a dozen times so I could see him clearly.

"Come with me to the darkness, Emma…" His voice quietly echoed.

"Mathias I'm sorry!" I screamed, feeling Michélle immediately flinch away from me, sitting on the other end of my bed. Even she had a frightened look on her face.

"Ignore it, Emma," Michélle told me.

I panted with panic and sat up, small tears slipping down my cheeks as I looked between Michélle and Mathias.

I couldn't tell which one of them was real anymore.

"Mathias, please!" I said desperately as I looked back over to him. "Please I don't want to be here anymore! I give up trying to be what the world wants me to! I want to be with you! I'm sorry for hurting you, Mathias. I'm so sorry…" I started to sob.

Michélle glanced at the chair which to her was empty, and then back to me who was crying towards the empty chair.

"You haven't hurt me, Emma. I can't feel self-pity. Just your pity towards me," he said blankly.

My trembling hands frantically tried to wipe my tears away and I looked over at Michélle. "I-I need to go. I don't want to ever see you again," I stood up and Michélle stood up with me. I looked quickly at the chair for a spit second. It was empty again.

Michélle grabbed me by the shoulders and yanked me in her direction. "Don't leave me! Please don't leave me! All I've ever wanted was to find a girl like you! I just want to fuck someone like you!"

My expression turned horrified and I slapped her hard across the face, immediately rushing to the door and threw the chair away from the door with a scream, bolting out of the room and down the hallway, running for my life.

As I ran I spotted Mathias standing down the end of the hallway with his arms held out to me. "Quick!" I heard his voice echo in my head again as well as the mixtures of the sounds of the nurses yelling at me to stop.

I felt I was trying to escape from a nightmare.

I felt like Alice trying to escape from Wonderland.

I just kept running until I reached Mathias and tripped into his arms. With a gasp I shut my eyes as tightly as I could, clinging for whatever I had left of life to him.

I whimpered, feeling frozen droplets fall rapidly down onto me. It was raining. I opened my eyes and lifted my head. We were outside and it was pouring with rain. I was still in my gown which I wore back in the institution.

Mathias held me tightly in his arms. He was shivering just as much as I was.

We were on some sort of street. I wasn't sure where but it was the middle of the night and it was pouring with rain. I let out a cry and forced myself to stand up straight, still clinging onto Mathias. "W-what happened? Am I dead?"

"No," Mathias replied and let go of me. I tried to launch forward for his hand again but I missed.

"Follow me, Emma!" He called to me over the sound of the rain. He started to bolt down the street and I immediately followed after him, whimpering with the frozen ground because I was bare foot.

I kept running after him, ignoring the pain pumping all through my body as I ran, spotting Mathias run right out into a main road where traffic whizzed by here and there. With a gasp I skidded to a stop just in front of the road, terrified.

"Keep going! Don't stop!" I heard Den's voice echo to me in my head again.

I sucked up the last bit of my courage and rushed out into the road, every vehicle screeching to a stop when I ran out in front of them.

What was I doing?

Whatever the hell I could to have Mathias.

One black car beeped so stridently when it halted in front of me it caused me to stop and scream, catching a glimpse of the man who shot out of his car and glaring at me, a man with blond hair, green eyes, a couple of piercings. I didn't even notice his expression change as I bolted off again, finally reaching the other end of the road, wanting to collapse, barely able to breath from tiredness and fright.

I couldn't hear anything. All I could hear was the sound of my own breathing and the quiet distant sound of somebody calling.

"My daughter! My daughter!"

I straightened up when the voice alarmed me a little but I was completely taken away from my curiosity when I felt Mathias arms curl around my body again as I cried against him, "Mathias where are we going?"

"To the darkness," He replied.

I frowned, starting to whimper. I was probably going to get extremely sick after this night from the rain and cold. That's if I was ever going to return to this world.

I sniffled, clinging onto Mathias' arm as I walked along with him. "Mathias, am I going to die? Are you going to show me the symbol on your hand?"

Mathias didn't look at me once. It had been years since I saw a smile from him. It was sad. "No, if I do that you'll be dead and we won't be together. There's only one way to get out of this world," He said, stopping in his tracks as I held onto his hand. He glanced up at the sky. I looked at him curiously, following his gaze and glancing up at the sky with him, narrowing my eyes a little to protect them from the pouring rain.

The Eiffel Tower stood there, tall and proud in front of us. It was closed for the night and because of the rain but it was still beautifully lit up. I always loved the tower. I dreamt of going up to the top but never really did. I was too busy thinking about a certain man who's hand I'm squeezing right now.

"Mathias…? What—"

He turned to me, pulling a fingerless glove off of his hand. I gasped and shut my eyes tightly so that I wouldn't pass out again or drop dead despite Mathias saying he wasn't going to show me the symbol. I honestly had no idea what was going on or what Mathias' plans were to take me away to a better place, but I trusted him.

"Hold still…" I heard him whisper, feeling a warm glow press against my forehead. My eyes remained closed and I felt relaxed and for a moment; peaceful. That is until I felt a huge migraine spread through my head and I gasped, letting out a scream. When my eyes snapped open I froze.

"...Mathias what did you…?" My voice trailed off as I stepped up to the fence, staring out at the distance in confusion.

Mathias stood behind me. I looked back over my shoulder at him, blinking a couple of times. I didn't know whether to be shocked at where we were or shocked at the fact he was smiling at me now.

"Emma, we're standing right at the top of the Eiffel Tower," he grinned.

My eyes widened a fraction and I covered a hand over my mouth in shock, letting out a breathless chuckle of surprise as I looked back over at the city. The rain was settling and despite the fact it was raining I could see so many lights from so far away. "Mathias…this…this is beautiful," I muttered, my eyes tearing up with joy.

"I didn't want you to leave unhappy," he said as he watched me. "I knew you always dreamed of coming here. So here you are."

I looked at him; stepping closer to the man I only ever truly loved and suddenly wrapped my arms around him, reaching up to crash my lips to his.

We were both drenched with frozen water, standing on the top of a famous landmark in the middle of the night, surrounded by billions of lights and stars. It was my perfect way to go.

I felt Den smile against my lips as he kissed me back, his own arms sliding around my body comfortingly. I felt warm despite where we were. I felt warm because of Mathias.

We lasted a good long minute before we gently finished our kiss and looked into each other's eyes, smiles on both our faces. I enjoyed the feel of his thumb brush gently over my cheek. I leant my head a fraction towards his touch, closing my eyes for a moment. He still was wearing his gloves. I never did find all the answers about Mathias. I never really did find out all about him. Perhaps there was so much more to him that I didn't know but I didn't care. We loved each other and after tonight, Mathias will be mine, forever.

"Are you ready to go?" He asked me, his voice and tone soft. I could barely hear the sound of the rain or the traffic below in the city; just our breathing and his beautiful voice, my eyes captivated by those sky blue eyes of his.

I slowly nodded in reply. "Yes. Yes, I'm ready."

"Once you go, there's no turning back…"

He reached up onto my bare feet tip toes, running my hand through his messy blond hair. "I trust you."

Mathias gave me a sweet smile and took my hand, leading me over to the fence. We were standing on the tourist platform. Obviously it was empty right now because of the weather and the fact it was the middle of the night.

How did I end up here? Mathias was just a miracle maker. Like I said a while ago, Mathias never had a reason for doing things. He just did it.

I reached forward and curled my fingers around the wires of the fence, glancing through and gazing out at the distance.

"How are we going?" I asked quietly as I watched the lights of the city.

"We fall," Mathias whispered.

I froze and whipped my head back at Mathias, my expression full of dread. "…w-what do you mean we fall?"

Den was just standing there, leaning against the fence and gazing out into the distance himself, a content smile on his face. He looked so calm but happy. It was calming me too, surprisingly.

"Mathias?"

"Emma. There's only one way to get to your world again, and stay happy. You're happy right now, aren't you?"

"Yes… I am, but-"

He turned to me, holding onto both my shoulders. "It's complicated, Emma. But listen carefully. This would be like…how you call it, portals. This is how we move to one world to another; like dimensions. You have to be ready to go. You're happy, you're with me, and you want to go. So the portal will open and take you there to the world you desire to go to."

My eyes widened as he spoke. I had no clue what he was saying. It sounded like something from a video game Lovi used to sometimes play when they first came out. My mouth opened, lips trembling. I couldn't get a word out. I was just so fascinated but scared at the same time. Despite the emotions my trust level for Mathias remained and I squeezed his hand.

"D-do we have to…c-climb over the fence o-or…?" I stuttered.

Mathias shook his head and asked me to shut my eyes. I did so, sensing the glow of his hand press against the fence.

"Okay."

I guessed that was an 'okay' to signal it was fine to look now and I opened my eyes. The fence was gone. I gasped and took a step back, clinging onto Mathias desperately, already feeling the sickening feeling of vertigo.

"M-Mathias I'm scared!" I cried, hiding my face in his shoulder. It was no longer raining but it was getting a little blustery up here.

Mathias held onto me for a little while before I finally developed the courage to look up to his face, my body still trembling somewhat. "H-heh… I never knew I would die this way…"

He looked down at my, gently cupping my cheek in his gloved palm. "You're not going to die. You're just going to a better place," he smiled.

I returned his smile as Mathias started to slowly wrap my arms around his waist, he then wrapping his own arms around my body.

All I could hear was our breathing, not even the crashing sound of the wind bluster against my ears.

"Are you ready, Belgium?"

I blinked up at him, startled, wondering why he titled me as Belgium. "I-I…" I refused to make myself anymore nervous and just nodded firmly. I desperately wanted this, no matter how scared I was. I sucked up a breath, breathing in the smell of the fresh night air. "…Y-yes. I'm ready to go, now."

One more smile I saw from Mathias before he tightened his arms around me and took a step backwards off the edge of the platform. I pressed my face into his chest, shutting my eyes tightly like a little child clinging to her father, not wanting him to leave her life. Much like my own father did.

I could feel a huge force of gravity pulling me and the strength of the air pushing us as we fell. For a moment I felt free. I felt so free and I almost wished we would grow wings and soar up into the air. But we didn't.

We just kept falling and falling from the very top of the landmark. All I could hear was my panicked breathing. Time was moving slowly, extremely slowly. Even when I tried opening my eyes I couldn't. I just kept falling with him.

With my eyes closed, all I could see was darkness. From time to time flickering images appeared in my mind. I couldn't make out what they were until I realised the images were of a little a girl, a little girl who looked like the happiest little girl in the world. She pranced around in a huge field with no trees or fences around. I could hear her giggles echo throughout my brain.

I smiled gently to myself, barely able to feel anything anymore.

I couldn't feel the cold, the wind. I couldn't smell the fresh night air or hear the sound of the traffic, just my breathing and the girl's voice in my vision.

The little girl was me. She looked to me and waved, grinning widely but sweetly, her rosy cheeks matching her rose red ribbon and matching dress. For a second I felt so happy I wanted to laugh. I wanted to cry. I couldn't tell if I was crying or not.

We kept falling.

Until…

I felt something smash against my body. Within the shortest of thoughts, I believed I had smashed into the concrete pavement with Mathias.

But we didn't. There was a lake just below the Tower which the both of us landed into with a crash. That was the very last thing I felt until everything just became numb, even my mind. The sound of the little girls giggles in my head faded, along with my life.

Mathias and I sunk in the lake, both lifeless.

Only one of us was dying.