Numbness
Smile of the Moon
"Battler! Battler!" Maria moaned restlessly beside Battler as he lay fatally on a blanket on sand outside the mansion.
"Maria...Maria...what are you doing?" Battler mumbled.
"uuuu...uuuuu..."
"Maria, please stop with that noise, I'm alive."
Battler sat up. Maria rushed onto her cousin without warning, pinning him to the ground.
"Are you okay, dear cousin?"
Battler sighed, "Yes, other than the fact that I feel like I just died, I'm fine."
Maria gulped, "It may have been a nightmare, witchcraft doesn't exist, oh Battler!"
"Yes, I'm positive that witchcraft doesn't exist, though there has to be some link from my dream and this mansion. Maria..."
"Uuuuuu...uuuuuu..."
"Maria, I'm not saying you're guilty for anything, I'm just saying that the mansion has some connection to my nightmare."
"Yeah...Beatrice can be...tricky..."
Golden butterflies appeared as Maria's stomach felt to fill with butterflies. Not now, Beatrice...please...
The moon suddenly dipped onto the ocean that lay in front of Maria and Battler.
"What's going on? It was noon a minute ago?" Battler gasped.
"It's nothing, nothing...time just flies I guess...uuuuu...uuuuu..."
"Maria, calm down."
At that moment, Beatrice formed from the butterflies, Maria's staff in her hands.