Hey guys! Sorry it has taken me so long to write this but I was on a cruise for a week and a half and couldn't write anything without wifi lol. Anyway here it is and there will be more chapters to come ;)

"It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live." - Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

Lyall's Pov

"How? Why?" I kept saying to Juliet in a huff, getting tired from all the running. But my questions fell on deaf ears. Juliet kept a firm grip on my wrist, half dragging me through the dark halls.

Hissss

We both heard the sound of the demon. It was a great distance away but we weren't far enough. We took a sharp corner and kept running. I caught a single figure in the corner of my eye. It was near a big glass window with the moonlight spilling in. Once we were close enough to the figure I realized it was a noble women. From her gold and green silken dress that looked like it was made from the 14th century you can tell she was high class.

Soon the lady and I made eye contact. It was like everything was in slow motion. The lady's eyes were a dark forest green with golden blonde hair with tight girls. She really was a beauty but there was a from of disgust and anger in her eyes when she locked eyes with me. I didn't get a chance to get a second look cause we took another sharp turn and she was out of sight.

Finally we stopped at a spiral staircase. I took deep quick breaths. Trying to regain oxygen in my lungs. I turned to Juliet not looking like she broke a sweat. She was on very high alert. Looking at every direction, hoping we don't be caught by that demon. I was about to open my mouth to ask a question to Juliet until we heard something.

"Juliet… Juliet… my darling." It said. Juliet snapped to the ceiling. Looking for the source of the sound. "Richard?" She whispered.

"Juliet… I have been waiting so long." He murmured. Now Juliet was in a panic. "Richard! Where are you!?" Juliet screamed. I grabbed hold of Juliet's shoulders, holding her in place. "Shhhh! Juliet! You have to be quiet! We don't want that demon to find us here! It might not be Richard that is calling you." I said trying to reason with Juliet. But she would not have it.

She tried to shake me off. "No! It is Richard! It's my husband! I have to find him!" She screamed tears starting to form around her eyes. "Juliet…" I started but was interrupted.

"Juliet."

He said. Now standing a few feet away from us. Juliet turned sharply with her lantern, showing a shriveled old man with dirty clothes and hat with dark cold eyes. Juliet ripped out of my hold and started walking towards him. My hairs started sticking ups, goosebumps forming. This was not Richard.

Juliet Pov

"Juliet! Please! It's not Richard! Please grandma!" I yelled pleading. But I did not listen. I was right up to him. Lowering the lantern down on the ground. "Richard…" I sighed happily. "My love, join me." Richard sighed caressing my cheek. "Oh my Richard… I can't. Not yet anyway." I sobbed. "Why my darling. You can do it right here… right now." Richard explained holding up a bottle with an unknown liquid inside.

I took the bottle and examined it. I turned around looking at my granddaughter. Her eyes were begging me to come back. I turned back around looking at me husband. He suddenly grabbed the sides of my face and kissed me. I knew straight away that this was not my Richard.

Richard and I were married 50 years and his kisses were always warm and gentle. This Richard's kiss was cold and harsh, like a frostbite forming at the lips. Once he stopped kissing me with a confused look on his face. I smiled and touched his face. "Not today." I smiled and smashed the bottle on the side of its head.

The fake Richard started howling in pain. Bubbles of the unknown liquid started forming around his face swelling and puffing. He slicked back into the shadows. I quickly grabbed the lantern and returned to Lyall's side. Soon the fake Richard emerged with bulging black eyes and a wide grin with razor sharp pointed teeth.

It lunged at us. It felt the lantern ripped out of my hands and was hidden behind Lyall. "Go to hell!" She yelled. Pushing forward the lanterns light with blown a blazing blue. The demon shrieked in pain and ran back to the shadows. Lyall turn to me with a worried expression. "Grandma! Are you okay?" She asks.

I cried. "Forgive me. I did not see." I sobbed hiding my face with my hands. She gave me a big hug and said nothing. After a minute she let go and pointed the light to the staircase. "We should hurry and go. We are not out of the woods yet." She said. She grabbed my hand gently and tried to take me in that direction but I stayed in my spot.

"No my dear you have to go by yourself. My body is in another hall." I explain. Lyall tried to protest. "Now don't fight with me. I will be alright." I told her sternly.

Hissss

Oh no. We both heard the hissing sound and we both know we are in trouble. "Go!" I bellowed. Lyall hesitated but run up the stairs. I ran down the hall pass the stairs. Hoping we both find our bodies in time.

Lyall's Pov

Once I got up the stairs I was faced with yet another set of doors. "Oh come on." I thought. I really didn't have time for this. But I know I had to choose a door and choose one fast. Suddenly I felt a whoosh of cold wind coming from one of the doors.

I looked on my right and saw a tall wooden white painted door with a cross in the middle. "The church!" I thought. I immediately grabbed the handles and opened them with haste. I found myself inside what looked to be like an old fashioned hospital room with a single table with a jug of water and a towel and a single bed. Once I was truly in the room I saw my body was on the crisp white sheets of the bed with a cross over head.

I wondered why I was in the church but I was going to worry about it later. I gently placed the lantern on the table and walked quickly to my body and grabbed my hand. Everything went black.

I saw nothing at first, but I slowly started to hear myself breath. Feeling the air coming in and out of my lungs. I slowly regain feeling of my fingers, then my arms, and my legs. Feeling my soul returning, I open my eyes and start to sit up. But I was gently pushed back down on the bed.

"Easy child. Your not well, you must rest." She said gently. I looked up and saw an elderly nun. "Where…?" I asked, voice breaking in need of water. I couldn't remember how I got here nor do I remember my time in the domain. The nun scuttered to the table and poured a glass of water.

She came back to my side and put the glass to my lips. I drank eagerly. "Your at the church my dear. The hospital wing, we found you at the tree. You were badly wounded." She explained. After I was done drink she turned her back on me to place the glass back to the table. "We?" I asked puzzled.

"Father brought you here. He found you at the base of the tree. Your wrists were bleeding terribly so I bandage them. How on earth did you get thoughts marks?" She asked me. Once I looked down at my bandage wrists everything came back to me. The demon, Juliet, and Vlad.

" I was climbing the tree and fell." I lied. There was silence for a little while. "Well that should teach you a lesson. Your too old to be climbing trees." She scolded. I tried not to laugh, I was only 16 years old. I was young enough to climb trees.

"Well Father will come to see you shortly. For now rest." The nun smiled and exit out the room. Once she was out of the room I stared up into the ceiling. I wondered what everything happened and hoping Juliet was okay. I turned on my side trying to ignore the throbbing pain of my wrists and closed my eyes for sleep.

But I jumped in fear of what I saw. Right beside me was the priest.