Ah, this girl is dreaming.
As I observe her sleeping
face, it suddenly contorts
in discomfort.
I step back, moving through
the door that is locked from
the outside.
The hallway is empty and
quiet.
I continue walking until I
come face to face with a
dark shadow.
“We have work to do.”
It tells me.
“Yes we do. What’s the
plan?”
I question the shadow.
The shadow leads
me to the mansion’s
library.
On a reading table,
there lies a plain red
book with the title,
Cast the Die.
It’s written in golden
letters.
I’ve read this book
before.
The shadow opens
the first page.
It’s all blank though.
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