Adam led Sam back into the large hall where they had dinner earlier that evening. The table and chairs had been put away and the fire was now dimmed. He stood in the middle and looked around the darkened room.
"This house has waited so long to have its shroud of darkness lifted." Adam said as he placed his hands on his hips, while looking around the room. "And tonight, for the first time in….oh so many years, I believe it may be possible the story will finally end differently."
He turned to Sam and asked, "Sam, do you believe that love is about second chances? About forgiveness?"
Sam smiled and answered, "Yes of course I do. Maybe that's all anybody who's in love needs. A second chance."
He then looked at her in confusion and asked, "Don't you remember?"
That question took Sam back and she asked sharing the same confusion, "Remember? Mr Ghostwriter are you alright?"
"Don't you recognise me at all?" Adam asked, a little frustrated.
He turned away from her, emotions of anger and sadness showing as he said, "I thought for sure that, bringing you back to Ghostwriter Manor would help you remember."
The way he was acting was starting to scare Sam a bit and she asked, "Remember what Mr Ghostwriter? You're scaring me."
That's when he turned back around and held her hands tightly and answered, "Where it happened!"
Suddenly the whole room showed spirits of people dancing around them as he continued to speak, "Where we spent our last moments together, where we danced together for the last time before you…before you killed yourself Ida!"
It was then Sam realised, that Adam believed that she was Ida Manson come back from the dead! One thing was for sure, it was really starting to freak her out.
"But now you've returned to me, and at long last we can finally be together." Adam said, pouring his heart out to her. "Why do you not remember? You were my world! My life! And I have loved you in death as I did in life!"
Sam ripped her hands out of his and ran out of the hall shouting, "Let me go!"
She kept running, heading back to her room, but every corner she turned, Adam appeared before her repeating, "You are her. You are Ida! Can you not sense it? Search your heart, I am your one true love."
"Leave me alone! I'm not Ida!" Sam shouted as she continued to run.
Before he could reach her to try and explain, she ran into her room and slammed the door shut. Adam did nothing and looked down in despair.
"She doesn't remember. It can't be her. Maybe….I've made a mistake." Adam said, looking down.
Vlad appeared before him and assured him, "It is her sir. Desiree prophesised her return and there is no mistake that she is indeed Ida, come back to us. You better get ready, for the time has come."
"But she doesn't remember." Adam pressed.
"It was probably just the shock of everything, but I assure you sir that in time she will." Vlad said.
After Adam left, Vlad merely smirked and then vanished into thin air.
Meanwhile, Danny was still locked outside, slamming on the windows shouting, "Open up! Hey! Let me in!"
He looked and saw a broken pole and began slamming it against the window, hoping to break the window so he could get inside and save his family, however with every swing and every crack, the windows just healed themselves.
Danny stared at the house, panting heavily with fear. If he can't get in, how was he supposed to save his family?
Sam looked out the window, still scared over what just happened. When she turned back around, she saw Vlad now standing there.
"Vlad! You have to help me. Something is wrong. I can't find Danny and Mr Ghostwriter, he's….." Sam began to explain, but Vlad cut her off, "Yes. I know my dear. I know. He's expecting you. He's always been expecting you."
He walked over to where Ida's wedding dress was now hanging over the bed and said, "And you haven't put on your dress yet. We can't keep the master waiting."
"Waiting? For what?!" Sam asked, shaking her head.
"Why, your wedding of course." Vlad answered, his grin now showing.
"My wedding?" Sam exclaimed in shock. She shook her head and repeated once again, "I am not Ida Manson. I am Sam Fenton, not Ida!"
"Of course you are. You may not see it yet, but in time you will." Vlad said as he walked over to the mirror.
"You don't expect me to go through with this madness, do you? I'm not marrying him!" Sam protested.
"I'm afraid you are my dear. You see…we wouldn't want anything to happen to the children now would we?" Vlad said, showing an image of Danielle and David screaming as they were still trapped in the trunk.
Sam gasped, "Danielle! David!"
The image faded and she said, "If you touch them….."
"No harm will come to them, but that will be entirely up to you. If not, I really do fear for the children." Vlad said, his grin not dropping.
Sam gasped in fear, not wanting her children to get hurt. She looked down and just nodded at Vlad, indicating that she will go through with the wedding.
With that, Vlad took his leave. As he walked out, he saw Kitty and Johnny standing near the door. He then ordered Kitty, "Get her ready for the wedding Kitty. And if there are any further acts of insubordination, will be dealt with in the harshest possible manner."
"But sir…." Kitty tried to reason, but Vlad turned and his eyes glowed red as he sneered, "There are worse things than purgatory, I can assure you."
Kitty looked down and headed into Sam's room to what she was told.