Author's note: w00t! Last chapter y'all! First off, let me thank Linii chan for her support and help...thanks Linii!...and since my mind is kinda dry atthe moment, I will thank those that deserve thanks (the people that took their time to read this fiction, the people that took their time to comment it, and the people over at Tvtome, specially you Samblob!)...and let's not forget Screams from Treblinka, thanks for the reviews dude,much obliged! (Hopefully I didn't forget anyone...though I always forget something...)

Ok, to end this now; this last chapter is a song-fic, I used (as mentioned in the first AN) the song The Number of the beast by Iron Maiden, though it lacks unity with the theme of the fiction, I focused on the "dream and illusion" factor of the song...at least I think I did...didn't I?...anyways, here's the chapter!


Chapter IV-A Poem and a song, under her light

The lights were suddenly turned off for a pair of seconds, placing Elisabeth under the cover of darkness

I left alone

As the power returned, the note was now blank; not a smudge of ink on it.

My mind was blank

Surprised by the event, the girl analyzed the piece of paper once again, yet found nothing that could have indicated the past presence of ink or any other substance.

I needed time to think to get the memories from my mind

"Now I am crazy" she thought to herself, before the lights flickered once again. This time however, something written appeared on the paper

Open the door, and follow the shadow
for it holds the answers to your queries

Questioningly she opened the door and encountered an empty hallway; the usual background mumblings of the nearby dorms also missing. Her eyes examined each and every inch of the poorly lit hallway, but found no shadow.

Yet an unknown sound caught her attention; it seemed to come from her left, down the pathway leading to the courtyard

What did I see?
Can I believe?

Her sight traveled to the source of the sound and saw it, the shadow; it was of human shape and size, though its features were hidden due to the poor lighting.

That what I saw that night was real
and not just fantasy

It waved in a friendly manner, yet quickly took off running down the hall, towards the courtyard.

Just what I saw, in my old dreams
Were they reflections of my warped mind staring back at me

"Was it him? Was the mysterious shadow Hiroshi?" were just some of the questions that invaded her mind; but as reason slowly gave to curiosity and desire her feet began to move towards the shadow, driven both by hope and fear.

'Cause in my dreams, it's always there,
The evil face that twists my mind and brings
me to despair.
Yeah!

As she ran down the hall, following the rapidly moving being, the lights flickered again.

The night was black, was no use holding back
Cause I just had to see

As if by reflex she observed the tattered piece of paper. It now read

Do not stop
Do not fear
Just continue

Was someone watching me?
In the mist, dark figures move and twist,
Was all this for real, or just some kind of hell

The shadow had disappeared as the light had returned, yet something, some kind of feeling, told Elisabeth to continue, to follow the idea, not the being itself. So she did, and kept running down the hallway.

666 the number of the beast.
Hell and fire were spawned to be released

The lights kept on flickering, yet the paper showed no change whatsoever, still reading the three lines of dialogue from a while back. Finally she arrived at the end of the corridor; to her front were the exit gate, and the damned shadow.

Torches blazed and sacred chants were praised
As they start to cry, hands held to the sky

It waved one again, before opening the gates and going into the courtyard, sticking to the building's shadows thus the moonlight wouldn't reveal the form's identity

In the night, the fires are burning bright
The ritual has begun, Satan's work is done

Would she follow? Would she wait? What should she do? She revised the paper note and discovered the fourth message

Do not let reason fool you
For reason cannot explain the preceding events
and it's forthcoming consequences


666 the number of the beast
Sacrifice is going on tonight

The "idea" present in her mind once again, she followed the figure cautiously, her mind slowly giving way to fear.

Her steps ripped apart the dead silence of the yard. She stopped, reason once again retaking control.

This can't go on, I must inform the law.
Can this still be real or just some crazy dream?

"What am I doing? Why am I following this being?" she asked herself. Her back now turned to the path taken by the shadow; her feet began to retake the walk towards the dorms. Yet as she turned, she caught a glimpse of the astral object that had inspired it all: The Moon

But I feel drawn towards the chanting hordes,
They seem to mesmerize...can't avoid their eyes

Gathering what courage and anxiety had survived the sudden burst of sense, she ran towards the feeling shadow once again; the mysterious "idea" leading her down the correct path.

666 the number of the beast

As the feeling died, she saw herself standing infront of the cafeteria, the moonlight shining bright over her

666 the one for you and me

To her left stood the shadow, its features now unveiled

I'm coming back

An open black trenchcoat covered its body while an Al Capone styled black hat and Ozzy Osbourne styled sun glasses covered its face. Under the coat a pair of black denim pants, heavy work boots and an AC/DC Stiff Upper Lip Live shirt completed the attire

I will return

It approached Elisabeth, its appearance seemingly frightening. It spoke in a masculine voice; which gave the girl a feeling of reassurance.

Don't be afraid…it's just me-

And I'll possess your body and I'll make you burn

Hiroshi?- she said questioningly

With a swift move he took both the glasses and the hat off, revealing that he was, in fact, the boy of her nightmarish dreams.

Oh Hiroshi, I'm…I'm sorry- she exclaimed inmediatly –I never mean to hurt…- yet her lips were quickly sealed by the boy's index finger

I have the fire

Don't be- his hands fell upon her shoulders –The one that's sorry is me, I should have understood your reasons, I should've reacted more rationally to your "test", but I didn't…yet, this is all in the past, and the past is everything but useful-

I have the force

The girl's arms wrapped around Hiroshi's body as his own limbs wrapped around her waist

So, looks like we're in the same spot as before- he smirked, noticing that the moon was once again over them, much like during the dance

Yea, let's hope no one interrupts now-

I have the power to make my evil take its course

The shadows of both slowly became one, under the moonlight.