Chapter 6

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A/N : Please don't translate the Bulgarian texts while reading the chapter because It'll ruin the fun. You can find out their meaning at the end of the chapter. Enjoy lovelies! ❤

~ I don't live in Darkness.
Darkness lives in me ~

Andy's POV

Darkness. There is darkness all around me. I tried to open my eyes but I couldn't. I tried to move my body but I couldn't. I tried to breath but I couldn't. I felt numb. As If I don't have any energy left in my body. As If I'm not alive anymore. As If I'm dead.

Am I?

Flashback

I woke up with a sudden jolt, breathing heavily. I had a really weird dream. But I couldn't remember it very well. I sighed as I looked around at the others. Everyone was asleep. I looked towards Rye and smiled, admiring his beautiful face even in the darkness of night. I'm really lucky to have Rye in my life, to have a best friend AND a boyfriend like him.

Suddenly, I heard a sound. It sounded like someone was playing an instrument, a piano to be precise. But we checked the whole place before sleeping and found no instrument like that. I gulped as I laid down again and tried to go back to sleep. But all I could do was move around restlessly. It was as if something is pulling me towards that sound.

I sighed before deciding to go and see what It is. I know I should wake someone up and ask them to come with me, but I don't want them to think of me as a scared little baby.

As If they already don't think that.

I stood up slowly before moving towards the direction from where the sound is coming from. I walked down a long hallway, taking turns without even looking, as I grew more and more mesmerized with the beautiful tune that was playing.

It felt like this has happened before, Like I've been in this place before and I've heard this sound, this beautiful tune a thousand times.

Without even knowing it, I was now standing in front of a big wooden door. The sound had stopped now. Strange.

I took a sharp intake of breath before pushing the door open, making it creak loudly. It was a bedroom. But where was it when we were searching the whole mansion earlier?

I walked inside to find no one. But what was even more strange was that there were no intruments, no piano, nothing. The room was simple yet It looked like It belonged to an extraordinary person.

Or should I say, A woman.

I walked in further, taking small cautious steps towards the large king sized bed covered in rich velvety red sheets. The bed was made neatly, as If It had not been touched for years. Or maybe, decades.

Suddenly, I felt a cold rush of air behind me, making me gasp and turn around immediately.

But there was nothing behind me.

I sighed and decided to head back before something else happens. I was about to go back but suddenly something caught my eye. It was a picture, resting on the dressing table.
I frowned confusedly before walking towards it and picking up the picture. It was of a young girl. She seemed to be in her mid twenties, smiling beautifully towards the camera. I don't know why but I had this strange feeling that I know her somehow. As If, we've met before, but I can't remember where and besides, the picture looked really old and it probably was taken long before I was born. Maybe I'm just overthinking everything.

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