HERE'S THE NEXT CHAPTER. AND YEAH. IT'S KINDA SHORT. DEAL WITH IT AND ENJOY THE STORY.

Turns out, it wasn't a trap.

Thank god.

Blossom felt triumphant for knowing they could trust Felix, but still didn't let her guard down. Felix had lead them through the village, waving off any questions that came their way, saying, "save your questions. These people need to rest."

She had to say, he was quite kind. He let them use a spare cabin that no one was using, and even brought them some bedding and blankets. He also brought them a feast of a dinner. There was one thing that was suspicious: why was he working so hard to gain their trust?

After he left the food, Felix left to let them rest. They searched the food thoroughly, and when they were sure there was nothing deadly in it, they attacked it like vultures. After they ate, they were all fairly exhausted. Kline, Marla, Lily, and Blossom fell asleep as soon as their heads hit the soft wool. The Okumura twins, on the other hand, were having a bit more trouble with finding sleep.

Yukio was quite convinced Felix had led them into a trap. The others were quite convinced he was a good guy, but Yukio wouldn't be too quick to trust. There was something off about that demon, and he was gonna find out what. After all, Felix is a demon.

And a demon is a demon, no matter how you look at it. He sighed, thinking of how furious Rin would be if he heard that. But it was what he had learned time and time again, and it would take allot to convince him otherwise. Thinking that way had gotten him through many situations. Never listen to a demon, never trust a demon. Those were the basics of exorcism. And something just didn't seem right about this town. Somehow, even despite his endless thoughts, Yukio slowly sank into a deep sleep.

Usually, Rin would welcome sleep with open arms. But lately, that nightmare had refused to let him rest in peace. And it was gradually getting worse and worse with each night. The dream had filled his thoughts so that he barely even felt the throbbing in his ribs and ankle. He was afraid the dream would come again, and Rin didn't want to find out what it had in store this night. He could stay up or fall asleep-either way he wouldn't get any rest.

Rin turned on his back and sighed, gazing up at the ceiling. He let his eyelids slowly close, feeling sleep trying to creep up on him. He wasn't sure how much time had gone by when he was conscious of something hovering over his neck. He opened his eyes, looking at the sword above his throat. He followed the sword up to its handle, then gazed at the wielder. It was Felix, his purple eyes almost glowing.

"Tell me, Rin, just who are you?"

The girl blinked, glancing around the room. It seemed strangely familiar, but at the same time it didn't. The room wasn't large, but it wasn't small either. She was laying on a spring mattress, her head laying on a fuzzy pillow and a warm blanket was covering her.

She swung her legs around the side of the bed, pushing herself to her feet. She looked around for any sign of a mirror, spotting one leaning against the wall. She walked over to it and gazed at herself. She was in a white nightgown that went down to her knees, and her light brown hair flowed down her back. She looked at her green eyes, which sparkled back at her. She looked like she was seven, but something nagged at the back of her mind, telling her that couldn't be right.

She tried to think, but she couldn't remember anything. Did she have amnesia? Everything was blank, and all she could recall was her name:

Lily.

Who was she? What was she doing here? Why was her memory gone? Did someone do this to her? Was the culprit hiding in the shadows, observing her confusion?

Voices drifted from outside the room, pulling her out of her thoughts. She could make out a man's voice and a woman's voice, but she couldn't tell what they were saying. The voices were gradually getting louder, rising to screams, but no matter how hard she strained her ears she couldn't decipher what was being said.

Lily walked toward the door, turning the knob and silently swinging it open. The voices were clearer, but she still couldn't make out words. She creep toward the direction the noise was coming from, when suddenly she heard a loud crash and a shriek following shortly after. Despite her instincts screaming at her, Lily ran toward the racket.

When she out of the hallway, her eyes widened at the scene. A man was holding a woman in his arms, grief showing in his blue eyes. Blond hair flopped messily over his forehead. The women had long, beautiful curly brown hair that laid limply over her shoulders. Thick, red blood trickled from her forehead.

Lily didn't know why, but she felt a pang of horror and grief at the sight. She knew that deep down she knew who they were…but she just couldn't remember. Lily heard a gasp behind her, and swiveled around. A girl, who looked the same age as her, was staring wide-eyed at the scene. Her blue eyes glittered with terror. Hair a little darker than Lily's flowed down her back.

Lily recognized this girl. It was her twin sister, Blossom. She turned back toward the scene, and everything rushed back to her. She was in her house, and it was the night of their birthday. And the two people in front of her were her parents.