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Chapter 3: Whispers

Rosette's POV

I gasped as I heard a voice whispering in my head. 'W-Who is that…?' I thought hoping the voice would hear me. Suddenly, a chuckle came to my mind and it caused me to pause in my strolling. Chrono stopped as well and glanced at me. I could sense slight worry in his tone as he spoke.

"Rosette…are you all right?" he asked me placing a hand on my shoulder. I shook my head trying to snap out of the trance I had been drawn into.

"Oh! Um…Yes…I'm fine, Chrono. I guess I just thought I heard something is all…" I replied to him forcing a weak smile to come to my lips, though at the moment all I wanted to do was curl up in a corner and disappear for some reason. It was as if all the joy in my heart had faded away suddenly.

"All right then…well…where do we start? I sense the devils' presences all around us." He narrowed his eyes glimpsing back and forth with beads of sweat forming on his head. I knew he was nervous as well…but I doubted he was as edgy as I was about this.

"Why don't we just start with the first floor, Chrono? You can take the right side of the hallway, and I'll take the left. We'll cover more ground that way." I waited until he had nodded before I grabbed my guns from the pack on his back and headed to the first room – Room 2.

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"Well…it seems to be cleared of devils in this room. I wonder why, though. The moment I came through that doorway, I could sense evil in every corner of this mansion…" I muttered to myself lowering my guns to my sides and staring in a puzzled way into the mirror in the room.

Suddenly, for some unknown reason, I dropped my guns to the floor and approached the dresser the mirror hung above. I glanced downwards to see a black and white photo of a young boy. To me he looked no older than 15, and his face…was so familiar…

"Joshua…" I whispered with my eyes widening to the size of dinner plates as I released the photo hearing it crash against the top of the dresser. The glass shattered into pieces and fell to the floor in front of me. My eyes stayed glued to the mirror and as I watched, a red light began to appear.

Rosette…let me save you…just follow me and I promise you salvation…

It was the voice from before! I gasped and took a step back from the mirror feeling my boot hit a shard of the broken glass. I peeked down feeling a trickle of sweat slide down my cheek. I averted my gaze back to the mirror and the face of the young boy in the photo appeared. Blood had been smeared over his eyes and cheeks like the man from the village. His eyes were wide with terror and he slowly reached out a hand to me.

Rosette…h-help…me…

I listened to its weak and pleading words. My eyes continued to widen as the arm it extended appeared to be reaching through the mirror. I gasped in shock and took another step backwards. The boy's eyes stayed widened and he opened his mouth to speak again, but all that I heard was a scream…and then…it all went red.

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Chrono's POV

I was heading down the hall to my next room to investigate when I heard a scream coming from one of Rosette's rooms. I grunted snapping my attention to the shut door blocking my way inside of the room. Immediately I dashed to the door and took hold of the knob to open it, but I found it locked.

"Rosette! Rosette, are you all right!?" I shouted slamming my fist against the door a few times trying desperately to reach her. I continued to fiddle with the knob, but it was no use in trying to open it. It could only be locked from the inside from what I could tell, and so I had to find another way in.

I scanned the hallway for anything large and heavy enough to send through the wooden door, and finally spotted a statue of a knight in the corner of the hall. I grasped the sword it held in its left hand and charged back to the door.

"Rosette, hold on!" I continued to beg as I sliced the wood clumsily with the heavy burden of a sword. As the pieces of the door crumbled and fell, I dropped the sword as well as I took in the scene in front of me. My eyes widened with shock and I took a few steps forward – one every few seconds. "R-Rosette?" I whispered holding out my hand to her.

There she lay, on the ground covered in blood and debris of broken glass. I kneeled down next to her unconscious corpse and furrowed my brows. 'What could have happened to her…' I thought examining the remains of the glass. I looked to my right and saw a photograph of a young boy. It was all in black and white and I was guessing the glass must have been part of its frame. "What could Rosette have wanted with this p-…what the…" I cut myself off as I studied the boy harder. He look like Joshua at an older age!

"This must…have brought back memories…" I whispered again standing up and looking down to the dresser in bewilderment. There were pieces of broken glass on the dresser as well. I continued my way up the wall and spotted a broken mirror? Had Rosette thrown the photo at the mirror? If so…why was she unconscious – unless…one of the devils attacked her!?

"Un…C-Chrono…" I heard as my ear twitched. I looked down to see Rosette staring blankly at the wall while she lay on the floor in pain. I furrowed my brows again and kneeled down next to her once more.

"Rosette…what happened to you…" I asked brushing a few strands of her blond hair out of her eyes. She winced as she tried to sat up, so I helped her by pulling her up and letting her rest her head on my hand.

"I…can't remember…All I remember seeing is…the color red…" she stammered. I nodded still feeling a bit bemused, but her health was more important at the moment.

"Well, let's get you to another room so I can bandage you up. Those are some nasty wounds you've got…" I suggested. She nodded slowly to me and I aided in helping her to her feet again. "Don't worry, Rosette. I'll have you patched up in no time!" I chirped hoping to lighten the mood. She smiled softly to me, but I could still tell she was in pain – physically and emotionally.

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Rosette's POV

I let Chrono help me to another room, and once we were inside of the room I instantly plopped onto the bed gasping for air. It was such a struggle for me to breathe at the moment. I could barely even keep my eyes open.

"All right…just rest there for a moment while I go to the kitchen to get some hot water. If you need anything…or another devil comes, just tell me." With those words Chrono exited the room closing the door behind him. I continued to stare up at the ceiling with half-lidded eyes.

"What was all of that…and who was that boy? Why was he calling to only me? Can Chrono hear it too?" I asked myself. I had so many questions to ask, but who I would pose them to, I had no idea. The truth was, I did remember everything. I knew what all had happened exactly as it happened. I only hoped that I could solve this mystery soon.

Rosette…you can't run forever…I will have you…

A/N: Yay! Another chappie finished! O.o I'm finishing all of these chapters one day after another! Whoa…that's freaky. Never done that before…but…aw well! W00t! Ok, well, anyway…I hope you all liked this one as much as you all liked the first one…and hopefully the second. . I know, another cliffie, but I'm just evil that way. Bwuahaha! Ok, see you all!

Preview: Chrono and Rosette are becoming baffled with all that's begun to happen in the mansion. Rosette has already seen what she thinks is the worst, but really, the worst is yet to come. She still refuses to tell Chrono about anything happening to her. She feels she has to conquer this fear alone…hoping she will find her brother again.