A/N: Sorry for the long wait, here is the 7th chapter. Not much but please review :)

The girl reappeared in Liesel's dream that night.

This time, she held a knife in her hand right hand as her body materialized into the same color as the air-icy white.

A vigorous gush of wind threw Liesel across the street and onto her back. The sky evolved into the color of ash and smoke. The air smelled like blood and fresh tears.

And in front of her was the girl.

But she didn't look the same.

Her skin, her face, her entire body was pale white. She didn't appear to have eyes, but instead large empty sockets that held an eternity of darkness and doom.

She opened her mouth, but Liesel didn't see teeth or a tongue.

Instead, the girl breathed out a black figure that arose like smoke from inside her lungs.

Liesel was permanently glued to the ground, as the figure approached her on the floor surrounding her from all sides possible.

She couldn't control her breathing

It spoke- a sonorous voice that was fairly intimidating enough to make someone curl into a ball and hide- but Liesel recognized the voice- quite familiar.

"Liesel Meminger," it said.

Liesel started to shiver when she heard the very sound of her name. The figure had no apparent features, such as eyes or a mouth, but it spoke as if it had multiples of each.

A harsh wind blew across Liesel's face pricking her skin like thorns. Water grew in her eyes and the figure closed on in to her. She started to suffocate.

"Please," Liesel choked. "Please –don't."

The voice started to roar. Liesel's assembled bones started shake.

"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA OF THE HORROR YOU HAVE CREATED?"

Tears flooded from Liesel's eyes. She couldn't make out words. She couldn't find a solid thing to grip on to. The figure absorbed the oxygen content from the air.

Liesel felt light headed.

The voice spoke again, in much more quieter manner, but with the same venom. "Just wait," it warned. "This is just the beginning."

The girl started to appear again, from behind the figure. From the dark mist, she emerged holding the same blank expression and cold stare. She slowly opened her mouth again as if to talk and Liesel covered her ears. But instead, the black figure started spinning like a tornado around Liesel causing her hair to tangle around her neck and nearly choke her. The figure flew above Liesel and straight back into the girl's mouth.

Just as if it were smoke, the figure entered the girl's lungs again.

Her cold eyes turned to a blood red and her body glowed. Liesel squinted her eyes as the girl became one with the wind and blew away with it.

It was as quick as it was, but Liesel woke up, earlier than she expected, her pillow drenched in sweat.

Just a dream.

She touched her skin- warm. The sun had just peeked up from the mountains and the sounds of the birds' chirps were just beginning.

It was the start of a beautiful day. But Liesel couldn't erase one thought.

That girl last night.

What had shocked her like that? What had scared her?

And most importantly, how did she know Rudy?

Liesel placed her hands on her forehead and closed her eyes. She began to think. The girl had only uttered a couple sentences while in shock:

The Himmel Street bombing date.

Of course, it was all over the pages, but many other cities were hurt too. Why did she remember the date of this particular bombing though?

And:

Rudy Steiner is alive.

Was this shocking? He was never dead.

At least not to everyone else.

Liesel remembered Death's exact words at that moment.

"… all documents and evidence of his death will be erased. He will remember everything other than his death."

What connection did this girl have to Rudy? And if she did, was it possible that this particular girl remembered Rudy's death?

Liesel's head started spinning. It added up all perfectly, but made no sense. Liesel was supposed to be the only one who recalled Rudy Steiner's death, only because she had changed it. Death had said no one else would have a single memory of his death, but what about this girl?

What exactly did she mean?

Is there more to it?

Liesel sighed. She shouldn't make any assumptions. Maybe she didn't hear clearly. Maybe. Hopefully. She would just have to wait and see.

It was only 5:30 in the morning and none of the Hermann's hade awoken. So Liesel decided to get an early start on the day. After her regular routines, she quietly walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. She rummaged around the cabinets for some breakfast and quickly decided on some fresh fruit and a couple slices of bread. She sat down at her usual spot at the table and stared out at the view the window offered.

The carnival! She remembered. Oh, she couldn't wait! Rudy said he'd be here to pick her up at five, but she hadn't asked Frau Hermann about it.

After an hour or so, while Liesel was wandering around the library for a good book, Herr Hermann stuck his head into the room, his grey hair tangled up from bed, and stared at the back of Liesel's head.

"Liesel?" he asked in complete shock.

Liesel jumped at the sound of his voice and turned around to face the mayor.

"What are you doing up so early?" he asked.

"I couldn't sleep," said Liesel. "The birds woke me up."

The mayor did a quick "ahh, I see," scratched his soon-to-be-bald head and said because he didn't know what else to say:

"Have you had breakfast?"

"Ja."

"I'll be in the kitchen, then."

Before he turned around to exit the room, Liesel called out to him after she remembered. "Mayor Hermann?"

He stuck his big head back in to the cold room. "What is it, Liesel?" he said.

Liesel placed the book she was holding back into it's designated place. "Um," she stuttered. She found it difficult to ask the mayor something, considering the fact she never had a long conversation with him. Or even asked him something. "Rudy invited me to go to the fair with him today," said Liesel. "Is it alright that I go?"

The mayor thought about it for a second. He yawned and scratched his nose. "Well," he said, "Ilsa and I are attended a meeting this evening. We were planning on taking you with us. But I suppose you have your own plans." He walked to the side of the room and opened the purple curtain to let out the sunlight. "Is it the Molching annual fair?" he asked.

Liesel nodded. "Ja, Herr Hermann."

The mayor smiled. "Alright, then. But, Ilsa and I will be back quite late. We'll leave a spare key underneath the doormat then, alright?"

This was the longest conversation Liesel had ever had with the mayor. She smiled and thanked him for his permission. He walked out of the library to attend to his breakfast plans and Liesel continued to search for another good book to read.

A/N: Please review! What do you think about the girl?