Lizzy
It's him. I can see him standing there. It's my beloved.
"Ciel!"
I feel tears welling up in my eyes. Ciel is there right in front of me. My heart starts to fill with so much happiness…and yet…he seems to be in so much pain. He looks lost, but that's to be expected. I had been lost when I first arrived here. It's the pain in his face that bothers me. I notice silver thread tied around his wrist. It's so beautiful as it seems to glow and shimmer. Suddenly all I want is to possess that thread. Lizzy! Snap out of it! Ciel is right there and you want a worthless glowing thread. What is wrong with you? The thread seems to be losing its shimmer as I stand there. It starts to become fainter and fainter with each passing moment. I feel something terrible will happen if it disappears. I don't know how to make it come back. Please come back thread! Please come back!
"Stupid girl! Focus!"
Sebastian is shouting at me. Focus? On what? My thoughts are becoming frantic. I have to stop that thread from fading. I look back at Ciel. As the thread disappears he begins to fade as well. No! Ciel can't leave me again. I need him. He's the reason I'm here. Maybe if I…I start to run towards him.
"Ciel! Ciel! Don't leave! Ciel!"
Can he hear me? Please Ciel, hear me. I need you.
The Soul
Who is Ciel? I see this girl and she keeps calling out that name.
"Ciel! Ciel! Don't leave! Ciel!"
Could she possibly be talking to me? I don't know her. Why would she call out to me if we don't know each other? There is a man standing behind her. She must be calling out to him. Why then is she facing me? I want to tell her that her Ciel is right behind her. She's probably worried because she doesn't realize he's standing right there. Telling her is the right thing to do. I'm sure. I remember that much.
"I think he's standing right behind you. Don't worry he's not going anywhere."
She seems very confused. She turns around to look and then immediately turns back to face me.
"Did that help? You seemed scared and I thought that if you knew he wasn't going anywhere you might me less afraid. I don't remember much, but I didn't want you to be scared."
She continues to look at me strangely. I was sure I was doing the right thing. Her reaction seemed all wrong though.
"Did I do something wrong? As I said before I don't remember much. If I offended you I am very sorry."
The man behind her began to laugh.
"You really don't know anything, do you?"
His voice was the same one I had heard in the dark world. The voice had seemed so familiar, but I didn't know who the man was. Was this another memory I had lost?
"No, I don't. I think I might know you though. Do you know who I am?"
The man laughed some more. It didn't seem very funny to me.
"But of course," the man answered, "you are Ciel, the one this young lady has been searching for."
"But I don't know her."
"Forgive me, but I seem to have wiped your memory. I am very sorry for that, but I did not realize all this would happen. I had not realized that Miss Elizabeth here was quite so powerful. It seems it is quite possible that her soul has become even purer than yours ever was."
The girl looked increasingly confused. I guess the man is the only one here who knows anything.
"If Miss Elizabeth's power is as strong and pure as I believe it is, you, Ciel, may get another chance at life. It was so sad to have to take you at such a young age. Even I was slightly touched."
Was the girl behind this man Miss Elizabeth? Was she really as powerful as this man was making her sound? Could she really bring me back to the world of the living? If all that was true, why did she look so fragile? She looked confused and like she was about to cry. Could this really be my savior? The thread around my wrist was tied at the other end around hers. It was this girl who had pulled me out of the dark world. The man walked over and placed his hand on the thread.
"So beautiful. I've never seen a soul thread this strong before. Very nice Miss Elizabeth."
Where he touched the thread, a darkness appeared. I got a very bad feeling. The darkness pouring from his fingers was the same as the darkness in the world from which I had come. The darkness was tearing at the thread. Something inside me told me if the thread was destroyed, I would never make it to the world of the living.
"Stop it!"
I don't want to die. I want that girl to take me back to the world of the living. Maybe I could remember my past, or create a new life for myself. Either way it would be better than dying. The man laughed again.
"Oh don't worry my little Ciel. This won't destroy the thread. I'm just reestablishing my claim on your soul. I wouldn't want to lose you completely – not after all the trouble you caused me."