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Matt Bomer as Wiliam Kaiser

Why is he so beautiful ;-;

Chapter Song: Blue Foundation- Eyes on Fire

I think that kinda fits with what Denali said to Elisabeth about her eyes blazing in the fire, plus I just really like the vibe of this song; to me it kinda reflects how the game has just started, like how Elisabeth is finally taking action with these dreams.

Sorry for the late update>~<I was lost in homework and stuff. I also apologise for any mistakes.

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Chapter 20

My body spasmed as I awoke suddenly. I gasped, hastily drawing too much air into my lungs suddenly and choking.

I coughed violently, spluttering as I drew myself up, I caught sight of Ilyanna laying on the opposite sofa fast asleep. I quelled the coughing, calming my irritated lungs so that I wouldn't wake up Ilyanna.

My mind was awash with confusion, fear and relief.

Why would my mind conjure up such dreams? I was pretty sure I wasn't creative enough for that, yet I knew, deep down, that this wasn't normal.

It's possible that some supernatural force is involved, I thought to myself, I mean, you're already involved with people that are part of stuff of myth, what's stopping you from questioning this?

I remembered my other dreams. There was my first meeting with this 'Wiliam Kaiser', talking to him and finally exploring the place before I was...attacked by that woman.

I lay back down on the sofa, picking my phone up from where I'd left it on the coffee table.

I turned it on and saw that the time was 10.13pm. My eyes nearly bugged out of my head.

I had been asleep for over five hours here when it was supposed to be a nap. I scrubbed a hand over my face and tapped the Google icon.

'Vampire dreams' I typed.

There were many results. Some clearly dodgy from their links, I ignored those and went for those on chat rooms, hoping to find something I could relate to.

It was fruitless at first, just some random heeby jeeby bizarre stuff that didn't correlate with what I had already been told about Vampires.

I kept searching, specifically for something that was similar to my own knowledge.

It took a while but eventually I found something.

My eyes hungrily absorbed the information:

I'd been having dreams of them for as long as I could remember. They aren't all necessarily beautiful; just like with humans, some are and some are not. But those that are will steal your breath.

The first dream I had was about a masquerade ball held by one of the genteel folk of their higher society. I was in the body of a noble woman, who wore the reddest dress is ever seen.

It was just like in the Georgian times, there were women wearing ridiculously large dresses everywhere and tall bouffant hair, the men adorned in strapping jackets and padded breeches.

I was dazzled at first, but then I noticed something was wrong. A small girl who stood not to far from me squealed in delight next to her Mama, reaching out with eager hands and snatching the large flute of what I presumed to be cherry wine.