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Chapter 7

POV Lori

The pink silk rubbed at my pale skin. It was soothing. But this wasn't mine. It could have been used before me. I look out the window, to see it is no longer the afternoon. The sun was sinking below the hills, beautiful. "Lori? Dinner is on its way." Victoria knocked on my door. I sighed and fixed my dress to a modest hight. I sat on the bed, deciding if I should leave tonight. It would be the third time this month. I stood up and turned the gold knob. The dark hallway streched so long, I didn't know to which way the staircase was. I sighed and walked to my left.

As I walked I got nearer to the voices I heard. They didn't sound like the family that lived here. They must have been the servants. I drew nearer and could make out the voice of a man.

" The peculiar has just walked into open sight! We can't ignore it."

I shook my head, too afraid to approach them. I walked pass the source of the voices and walked down the long staircase. I hurried my steps, careful to not let my shoes slip off my feet. I neared the end of the stairs when I could hear voices scrambling down.

I walked faster and faster, finally reaching the dining room. A platter of food was laid out in front of me. I sat and put my hands in my lap. As seconds passed, people started to file in. Victoria followed by her brother and then her parents. They sat down and began to gorge themselves in the expensive meal. While they ate, I poked at my food. I wasn't in an eating mood, I haven't eaten since yesterday at dinner, and even that semmed distant. I sighed, and took one bite of the bread infront of me.

"What's wrong mate? Too poor to not experience a meal like this?" I gritted my teeth and shook my head. "Just not hungry." I replied to the boy. I sat there, looking at the grand clock in the dining room. It was about to reach eight when they all finished.

I stood up and hurried up the stairs. Victoria catched up to me and I could see she was wearing simple clothes. "I'm not allowed to wear these, I get in trouble. Anyways, why didn't you eat? Don't mind my brother, he's always like that." I smiled and nodded my head.

"I have to sleep, you know. Get my beauty sleep." She giggled and nodded, as if understanding what I had said. I walked into the guest room, turned out they had plenty, and planned out what I was to do.

At midnight I would sneek out of my room, out the manor and would reach the road. I had no money and would have to walk miles to get to the station and even then I wasn't sure if I would make it or if my sister was even still there. And how would we get back to the island? We had no money and it took hours just to reach the coast. What about the boat we would need even more money. I could summon the waves, but my sister couldn't swim. And what if she drowned. It still could be an option although it would be a last resource.

I sighed and looked at the small clock on the wall. 8:37. I didn't know how to pass the time so I took a small nap and waited for it the reach midnight.

In that little time I had managed to have a dream. It wasn't as peaceful as I wished it had been, but at the least it wasn't a nightmare.

I walked up to a fair in a distant town miles away from where I was. Walking up to the ticket booth, complaining I be let in for no reason. It was dark, midnight it was. Finally, I got a ticket, I turned around to the man but he was no longer there. Surprised, I stood there. Rubbing my eyes I saw that he was there. Shrugging it off I went inside one of the black and white circus tents. I looked around, the most disturbing one being the clown dressed same as the tents swallow the flameing swords. I myself looked at my clothes and found out I was wearing a grey-black and white dress. The ones you see in the movies. I looked about what everything else was, it was the same color as the tents and my dress.

I was about to run out of there when a hand grabbed my wrist. I wanted to scream but words never found their way out. Struggling to be freed, I turned around to see a young boy about a year older than me. He had hair and eyes that matched our surroundings. He looked at me, he wore no expression... I bit him and he quickly realsed me. I ran and saw that everything was the same three colors. Either black, white, or gray. I ran down the dirt road that seemed to never end.

So it was not that peaceful, only disturbing. I looked at the clock once more and saw it was time. I grabbed my borrowed bag, the one I had brought from Carinholm. I pit in it a simple dress from the drawer seeming it was all it could carry apart from the little food and water I had already put.

I turned the knob, it was dark in the hallway, and walked in the direction I had walked in when dinner was announced. I walked for a long time, looking at all the portraits on the walls. One of a vase of flowers, another of a forest swing with a little girl playing on it. Another of Victoria and her brother. The last one I saw was of their parents. I liked the one of the flowers, it just seemed so simple.

I walked a few feet from the last photograph when I felt someone grab me. I tried to struggle away from it but it was no use. I had a fit and felt something hit my head hard. Fortunately, it wasn't enough to black out. Although I was pretty much hurt, I could only limp. Finally, my mucles gave away and I was dragged away from what I thought was now a bloody hallway.

"There she is!" I heard a male's voice say. I had my eyes closed but I could feel I was in a bright room." Why is she bleeding, and her eyes closed? Did you kill her?" I felt the grip on my arm loosen and I was now laying on the floor. I felt a kick in my stomach, a shot of pain blared in the spot I had been kicked. I kept my eyes closed, afraid of what I might be looking at. I felt like I was being put into a chair, so I had to be awake now.

I looked around and saw I was in a white room, it wasn't big like the other rooms in the house but it also wasn't small. "What are you going to do to me?" I asked in a small growl. "Don't you think we know who you are?" The man who had asked if I was dead said. I shrugged and he sighed. "You're an experiment to us." The man looked normal except from one disturbing thing, his eyes. It seemed he had no pupils, he had only milky white eyeballs.

"You look hideous." I say annoyingly. He sneered at me and said," Just because I have no pupils dosen't mean I don't have feelings." I shrugged and said," So you were saying. What are you going yo do with me? Kill me, Kidnap me? Tirture me, I think you already have. Tell your partner to lossen his grip a bit. It hurts, and tell 'em not to hit or ki k me. I can feel a bit of blood on my-" "Enough! Are you always this picky about kidnapping?" I snickered and felt something metal close to my head.

"If you stop talkin' nothin' gonna happen!" I heard another voice say. I gulped and kept my mouth shut.

"Thank you Banks, now I was trying to say before I was so rudely interupted," he shot a glare at me. ", yes we are kidnapping you. And for a really good reason. See, us wights, we are trying to make ourselves like gods..." I stopped listening to him and took in my surroundings. There were a few blindfolds and a gun on a metal table, the ones you might see in a hospital. There were also one or two syringes. Then there was rope and the chair I had been forced to sit at.

The wight or what ever he had called himself was about to finish it up. I saw the other man, the one who had taken me to the mainland, he was walking towards me, the rope in his hands. I knew I would have died in that room if it wasn't for him.

I had given up, accepted the fact that I was dead. I had one more choice that could have given me a faster chance at death." Help! Some one please help me!" The other man, the one with the rope, he grabbed the gun from the pocket, pointed it at me, and was about to pull the trigger when the white door( a bit of blood splatered on it) opened. I saw his blonde hair and then his brown eyes.

"What are you doing to her? I'm going to tell my mum and dad and you will for sure get fired. And you, you should get surgery because those eyes are ugly." The wight stopped from his talking and threatened Victorian." Listen boy, you saw nothing and maybe he didn't point that gun at you." Victorian shrugged and called out," Mum! We have a murderer in the manor!" The wight pointed at the man who by now I assumed was also one and said," Pull the trigger." The other wight was about to shoot when Victorian pulled me out of the room. He closed the door and took out a key, he locked it and turned to untieing the rope from my hands.

"I'm surprised he didn't tie you to the chair as well. Now tell me what the bloody hell were you doing there." He struggled a bit with the rope. We sat there, not that I had a choice. The wight had also tied my legs. Victorian continued to struggle with the rope, it also hurt me. "This is uncomfortable. I mean both ways, I'm not used to being touched. Or people who hate me helping me." I said honestly. He laughed a bit darkly and said," It's unconfortable for me as well. I have never been that close for helping someone. You should consider yourself lucky I was so near here." I had a bit of anger in me. I was tired of being the damsel in distress. I didn't want to owe him, but now I felt like I did. I sighed and he finally set me free from my rope trap. I looked at my red ankles and dirty with blood dress. He was about to free my wrists when we heard footsteps. "It must be mum, she doesn't like people out of their rooms after nine. You should hide in here." He said pulling open a door and pushing me inside. He losed the door and I could hear the footsteps get closer.

I could hear clearly and could hear Victorian and his mother discussing what had happened. He just seemed to exclude me from it. I was grateful because what would he tell her, I hadn't told him yet why I was out of my room. I sighed and turned around. It was a large room, it was a bit big for my likeing though. I walked around at what I assumed was Victorian's bedroom. He had a few trophies in his room and other than that it looked no diffrent from the room I had been lent. It also was displayed differently and was a little messier that mine.

I looked around somemore until the door opened again. "Are you snooping?" I heard him say. I stopped dead in my tracks and looked up to him with a disaproving look. I stood still and apologized. "It dosen't matter, you can't touch anything. You still have those ropes around your hands. Let me see." He told me comeing closer. "Can I sit down please though, it is the middle of the night." He shrugged and I looked around for a chair to sit in. There was none so I sat at the foot of his bed. He sat there as well, untieing the ropes.

"How long left?'' I asked after a few minutes of my hands behind my back. "In a minute Lori, and you still have to explain what happened in that room." I sighed and continued to sit there. "If you hate me and were so mean to me earlier, why are you so nice to me now?" I asked as my self debate and caused me to ponder that.

" I don't know. I guess it's just, it's hard to explain what happened back there. But I guess once I figure it out I'll have to tell you. Anyways I'm almost done." And as he said it, ten seconds later my hands were completely free. "Oh thank you." I said wrapping my arms around him. He looked at me and then I looked at him a little embarressd. "Sorry for that. I guess I just got overjoyed." He smiled for the first time nicely and said," No problem. Now tell me, what were you doing there, and why were you tied up?".

I frowned and kept queit until I had gathered up the courage to tell him:

"Well, it all started when I woke up at midnight to sneak out of here to go and try to find my sister. I was almost at the stairs when somebody grabbed my arm. I tried to struggle free but it only got worse. I got hit in the head and started to bleed so that's how I got the blood on my dress and I'm sorry to say on your carpet. And that also doesn't meen I haven't stopped bleeding so I'm sorry for getting your room a blood make over. Anyways, I almost blacked out and I was dragged to the room. Then the man who dragged me there kicked me in the stomach. Then he forced me into the chair.

Then the other guy who was there started speaking. I was being annoying until I got shut up because they pointed a gun at my head. Then I yelled for help and you came in so you know the rest." We looked at eachother, my heart still racing from the frihht of the events. "And may I ask you why you were there?" He shook his head and smiled.

I didn't know what else to talk about so I asked," May I go please to find my sister?" Victorian seemed to ponder this for a bit and shook his head. "That's not really a good idea. It's dark out and you can get mugged. If you really want to go find your sister you can, I'm not stopping you. I'm just saying it can be dangerous if you go at night. I would suggest you go in the morning when theres light out." I nodded and it was decided I go in the morning because then there would be no one with me to protect meysslf.

I was about to get up and leave to my room when the door opened.