Erin's Point of View.

I woke up, startled and afraid by that crappy and scary dream. I grabbed my glasses and put it on. But I've noticed something; I could feel my cheeks are turning rosy red, and my eyes are turning teary.

I'm scared.

I feel. . . warm.

I looked at my shoulders, I had a black coat with a 3- clover sign on it.

This is Meg's coat.

I smiled warmly, and took off my glasses, and wiped my tears.

"Hey, Erin."

I immediately grabbed my glasses and put it on, and fake smiled. As it turned out, It was Triss.

Triss is the one who wakes up early in the morning. . .

"Your eyes and cheeks," She pointed out. "You having a nightmare?"

I looked down, my expression turned sad.

I nodded slowly.

"What's your dream about?" She said while she sat closer beside me. "Tell me."

"Well," I started. "Somehow, one of us is about to kill me." I continued. "Want me to say it again?"

"N-No." She stammered. "That'll never happen." She said, convincing me. "If it's one of us, then, don't fight."

"I didn't fight in my dream," I addressed. "Except, it killed me. That's how I woke up."

"Oh."

I giggled. "Well, it's early dawn. We should. . prepare?" I suggested.

"Yup," She said while looking elsewhere. "My shield is gonna die soon. . "

"Because you keep using it, dummy!" I teased her with a laugh. "Save your shield for later."

"Yeah, Yeah." She articulated while she moved to the shopkeep. "Hey, can I change my shield?"

I couldn't help it.

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"Ah, Crap!"

I turned around seeing Meg pissed off that her lollipop fell down. I just laughed.

Then I realized something.

"By the way, Meg," I said while putting my hands in her shoulders. "Thanks for putting your coat in last night. It was really cold."

"You're welcome. . "

We continued walking to the snowy road, really cold and it's giving me goosebumps.

"So," I said to Triss. "What are we gonna do?"

"Well, we are going to–"

"Erin, Triss!"

All of us looked back. Alex was gone.

"Crap," Finlay mumbled. "What are we going to do–"

"Not you too!" I exclaimed while I put out my gun.

I could feel that Meg dropped her lollipop.

"Meg!"

It was just the two of us.

"Fudge." Triss murmured. "We can't let our guard do–"

"Triss!"

I got ready to pull out the trigger, but. .

Everything went black.

"Holy pepperoni!" I heard someone said. "Where are we?!"

"Woah. Alex." Triss said while she rubbed her eyes. "I dunno, in a room that has many dead skeletons that it creeps me out?"

She scoffed. "Well, Erin!" She said, looking at me. "Do you have any solutions with thi–"

"Ah, bummers! It hurts." I said, holding my legs.

*Erin has an injury in her leg. That's why she have a bandage wrapped around above her knee cap.

"Oh fudge. Is it your injury again?" Alex asked with concern. "They hit you there?"

"They held me in foot and face, I think." I said, still my legs being held by my hand. "It hurts a lot."

"Well, rest for a bit, okay?" Alex said with a smile.

"Thanks."

I heard the door open with creaks. It looks like those men we fought before. Buuut! It looks like their weapons are not swords anymore. It were katanas.

"I have come to ask you some questions," He said, marching forward. "Have any one of you experienced a dream that's related to murder?"

Oh fudge.

I raised my hand slowly, concern in my eyes.

"Okay. Next question. Have you ever felt weird, that it's like you'd personality changed?"

Well, it's like one time, I haven't been able to solve and make a solution. .

Me and Triss raised up her hands.

Oh, yeah! I remembered! She shouted at me! That was the first!

"Last question. Are you all in a gang or in a group?"

We all raised our hands. Everyone chuckled.

"Okay. The one with glasses and hood come with me." He said, leading me and Triss to the door.

I feel a bad omen coming up. . .

He opened the door for us, and we went out, saying goodbye to everyone. I feel. . uneasy. To be honest.

The hall. . . .

"Drop your weapons!"

Oh no, no, no.

I carelessly dropped my gun, same goes for Triss. I'm so angry right now, but I just faked it with a smile.

A little boy with ocean blue eyes peeked on us with fear.

What do I do?!

"Please. Don't be like that. You are making the young boy scared." One of the guards pleaded.

"Oh. Okay, sorry."

One of the guards; but look more mature came closer to us. He looked at us sternly, And Triss glared at him with her red rose eyes.

It's like they have rivalry, avoid eye contact Triss~!

"What do you want?" Triss interrogated him firmly. "You are gonna kill us?"

"Not directly." He said while he grinned. "I just want you not to be scary in front of the boy, okay? You'll not like it when he's mad or scared."

"Okay. . ?" Me and Tries said to him; perplexed.

The young boy held the guard's hand, afraid.

Can I talk with him?

"Hello," I greeted warmly. "What's your name?"

"Allen. . " He responded back, a little smile appearing on her face. "You. . .?"

"Erin~! And she's Triss~!"

"Hello. ."

"You ladies are good at handling young boys, aren't you?" The man said while he chuckled. "You guys are not so bad."

"Then, why did you capture us?"

"We wanted to see your dreams and nightmares."

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Bruh. Allen such a shy boy!
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