The lonely Creature

Chapter 7: The past reveals itself

The place is so bright like they're in a white room floating in the middle of nowhere. "What is this place? Is this what Marcolos said? This was home? Where is home? Is home nowhere? It's so empty but  it's so bright to see anything." thought Shantel as she started to walk in the emptiness. "You must be confused about this, don't worry everything will make sense after this," replied Marcolos in a quiet gentle voice. He was so close to Shantel that their shoulders were almost touching, from this angle you could see so much more on his figure. His hair was quite long just touching above his shoulders, his blue eyes sparkled with glee and happiness as his hair covered them mostly, he's really tall from this angle like nearly a metre taller than Shantel. He's also quite skinny and quite fit for his age, he looked like he was around in his late teenage years.

"Why do I feel so short to very tall people, I was never really short, this is just unfair but on the plus side, he looks pretty cute, I really like his hair," thought Shantel as she gazed at Marcolos.

"Hey, why are you staring at me?" replied Marcolos looking a bit red around his cheeks. "Your still the same as ever."

"Ha, wait, what do you mean by that?"

"You don't remember?"

"Remember what?"

"It doesn't matter, you'll remember soon anyway once we get there," replied Marcolos in a disappointed tone of voice.  

The bright light started to fade away, everything started to become clear as day. The scenery started to show with ancient wooden walls with dark black marks covering them from the ceiling to the flooring. The room looked like a large ballroom and some what familiar in a way that doesn't make sense. Shantel looked behind her curious of what they entered through into this room. It's the same doorway that was back where they came from but it looks more elegantly than the one before. Like it's been looked after truly well over heaps of years. Shantel turns back around, her sneakers squeak loudly that makes Marcolos jump. 

"We need you into some new entire, that's more suitable and so that you don't stand out," he says as he quickly throws a hint that she should follow him. "Fine, whatever suits you but aren't I'm fine just looking like this?" 

"No, if you want to receive your lost memories back, you need to look suitable for when you do remember. I'm actually quite glad that your gonna have them back I miss the old you. Haha. Even, though you probably don't remember me but I definitely remember you after all these years of waiting and preparing of your return." 

"He feels so familiar and there's a pain throbbing in my heart but I don't understand why though. And what's with these lost memories like he feels familiar and if this is home, I don't remember this at all. What was I like before I lost these so called memories? Do I want these memories back? Can I even trust this guy, I don't even know him and yet I followed him here. Also what's with that formal name anyway Shantella Von Bree or something? All these thoughts run through Shantel's head like a constant storm that never fades away. 

"Follow me, I'll lead you to your room so you can dress like a normal llykin." Marcolos continues to walk slowly to the end of the ballroom and looks towards Shantel. "Well, are you coming?" 

"Yeah I guess." Shantel walks towards Marcolos following towards the grand doors that lead into what Shantel doesn't least expect. "Oh my gosh, wow!!!!!!!"