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I felt so warm…Ruvik fell asleep besides me after things happened. The last thing Ruvik said before he passed out was 'Don't leave me' and wrapped his arms around me cuddling closer. Remembering the piano song he used to play during our first moments I slowly started to hum the melody…What was it…

Ah! It was Claire de Lune!

Slowly humming the melody I squeezed Ruvik's arm tight that was smothering me.

This made me feel whole again.

I whispered to the thin air "I'm sorry Sebastian, but I found my place."

Letting a single tear fall down my smooth skin I smiled. I'm finally happy for the first time in a while.

I felt Ruvik stir next to me and I peeked over my shoulder to see if he was awake.

"Ana-Anastasia….mph." his eyes were closed but his facial expression was that of pain. Looks like he's having a bad dream.

I slowly turned over to face him careful not to wake him, taking the opportunity to poke at his face.

"Hey" whispering to him with no response

"Hey" I said in a normal talking tone now. Still nothing.

"HEY!" I yelled poking him hard in the face.

His eyes shot open and next thing I knew I was thrown across the office and hit the wall with a piercing pain hitting my spine.

"I POKED YOU! WHAT THE HELL?!" I yelled over to him squeezing my eyes shut from pain rubbing my back.

"Sorry, I forgot you came back." He said nonchalantly

I growled towards him piercing him with the evilest glare I could muster, he was staring back at me but not at my face but at…

Slowly looking down at myself I realized I was completely exposed. Squealing I used my powers to rip the pillow from underneath him and smash him in the face with it so it would cover his eyes.

His powers surpassed mine so he just threw the pillow off of him and looked away from me.

"Here, wear this." He said throwing a piece of clothing at me.

It was a black dress that had lace at the breasts and on the arms…It was beautiful.

"Where'd you get this? This is so pretty.." I admired the fabric in my hands.

"This is my world therefore I can give you anything your heart desires." He smirked a wicked grin towards me.

"I've been meaning to ask, what happened to your leg?" he asked pointing to the bullet mark scar.

I gawked at him.

"So?"

"YOU DON'T REMEMBER SHOOTING ME YOU-YOU- Ugh you are a piece of work." Giving in I sighed and put the dress on. It matched my pale complexion perfectly.

"I didn't shoot you, it was one of the haunted." He tried to make an excuse.

"You can control them can't you?!"

He eyed me a little before looking away.

"Yeahhh, that's what I thought." I giggled, I've never been this giddy before with someone.

Wait…How would I have this mark if it didn't really happen, I don't remember seeing it when I was with Sebastian. Maybe things that happen here…stay the way they are?

I pondered the thought but shook my head, this place was so complicated

"So what's on the agenda for today?" I asked with a gleam in my eye.

"It seems somehow souls are here…" He whispered obviously annoyed.

"How is that possible? I thought you were in my head" I asked with my brows furrowed. This didn't add up.

"The reason escapes me, but I will find my answers."

With that he was gone, slowly getting up and walking over towards the bed I found my old black combat boots.

After I laced them up I walked out of the office door continuing out of the hospital on my way to the village. One of the first places the victims would end up crossing paths with. I needed answers as well, and maybe these people would have them.

After walking a little while through the woods near the hospital I heard screams of men and women alike. Terror stained their voices.

After emerging from the trees I heard a safety from a gun unclick. I slowly looked up to see a man with blonde hair and blue eyes glaring at me with the gun pointed at my head. Tilting my head to the side I looked at him and smiled.

His eyes widened with fury "What is this?!Who are you?! Where are we?! Answer me before I blow your brains across the ground!"

"Tch. Be polite, how did you get here?" With a wave from my hand his gun was knocked out of his hands and he stared at me in pure terror. I strutted up to him.

"So now, before you were so rude can you answer my question please?" I fluttered my lashes at him.

"You're just like that freak, the thing with burns all over its body able to control thin-"

Before he even finished his sentence his head was now rolling on the ground staining the grass and dirt with his foul blood.

"Very poor choice of words." I whispered down to his head before I started walking on towards the little town. I didn't even feel the single ounce of remorse.

I'm putting these people out of their misery, if they are in STEM somehow..which wouldn't be possible but if they were they would be rescued and put into a coma just like I am. I wouldn't wish that on anyone..Except Jimenez and his Nazi corporation friends, they deserved the worst death possible.

As I entered past the first cottage house I saw a woman running away from the haunted. They held their pitch forks, axes, and their torches. She was hopeless. Her clothes were stained with dirt and ginger hair in tangles.

Sighing I walked towards the scene as the haunted cornered her, when she saw me she looked at me with wide eyes.

"Please Help!" she was trembling, eyes tearing.

I smiled and her face seemed to have lost hope.

Waving my hand the haunted were thrown up into the air being torn limb from limb, I analyzed her reaction as she stared in horror as to what I was doing.

The blood of the haunted sprayed down on me like a mist, forcing me to close my eyes from the sting of the cold liquid.

After I opened my eyes I wish I wouldn't have, the woman was now trying to claw her way into a corner of a wall attempting to escape my presence.

"Please don't hurt me! PLEASE!" her pleading screams bounced around in my skull like needles piercing my brain.

"This is for your own good…" a light smile crossed my lips.

Closing my fists her neck snapped, giving her a quick painless death.

A hand clasped my shoulder and I half jumped. I turned around to see Ruvik with an angry expression on his face.

"Why are you killing them?" he asked timidly.

"Because they aren't real Ruvik." I whispered harshly.

He gripped me tighter, tight enough to leave bruises. He was furious.

"They could be my key out of this hell, I need to find a subject that I can use to manifest in the real world, Also they are real."

He let go of me and walked away in a fast pace. My heart stung a little. What would become of me if I couldn't leave with him…? What about me?

3rd Person

Little did Anastasia know, in the middle of the night the corporation broke into the hospital and took her away still on her oxygen, since she was the only one who connected with Ruvik on a certain level they felt as if they needed her to complete their work. The brain that was killed in front of Anastasia was not the only one.

They made copies of Ruvik's brain, genetically engineering new ones to further their research, the corporation was bigger than anyone seemed to think. They were capable of much more, much more pain and suffering. Kidnapping more people one by one crushing more families.

Anastasia was now re connected to STEM. But she had no idea, if she was rescued again that would be the end of her life, her brain was already so damaged but the men didn't care.

One day when Sebastian was getting ready to walk into the hospital he noticed police cars and the FBI forensics team.

Given the news of Anastasia's disappearance he swore to himself to find her and bring her home.

It was a futile effort on his part; she was a needle in a haystack.