Part twelve:Dreaming Red

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"Isn't this nice, Peter?" I looked towards the pale lady next to me, who had asked me that question.

"Yes." "That's good." I could not tell her facial features at all, since I could only see a blank canvas with brown, flowing hair that seemed to had disappeared along the way.

"Where are we?" I enquired, as I looked around the entire space.

"The entire space, of eternal blankness. This is where you could see no person or thing in motion, nor in an alive state.Only trees could have inhabit this place. Forever, an on and on forest of trees;all the same with the same features as the other trees." She answered.

My heart ached as I slowly thought of my past life.

How I longed for her, how I admired him. Where did my entire life had gone upside down?

I heavily sighed, as I looked towards the lady again.

"Soon you will arisen, prophetically becoming the essence of ' Soul Of Memory'." As soon as she finished, she began to disappear.

"W-wait!" There were too many questions unanswered, yet I was too slow and pathetic to actually ask.

The entirety of the trees in the forest began to rise and become taller and taller, which towered over my small body.

It shook violently.Leaves that had fallen from the trees began to blacken the blank ground once they touched it.

Soon enough, the trees had broke away from the ground, and fell with a giant thud.

I looked up, only to have seen even more objects to fall from the sky above.

Most of them were things like entire ships. I felt like I had just been hit with a ton of bricks.

Frantically, I looked for the lady again, only to receive the sight of a brown ribbon. I took it into my hands, just as I looked up and-

"PETEY!" Shouted presumably Jacks, which caused me to wake up in a horrid sweat.

"Jeeze, what the hell happened in your dreams?" He rose his brow at me."Ghosts can't even dream."

"ALSO! Amber's back!" He grinned, with hope that shone in his yellow eyes.

"Huh? Really?" I gasped. I was relieved that she was alive, but shocked as well.

"Yeah! Lemme drag you over." His smile reached his eyes, and I myself felt giddy and enlightened.

Jacks dragged me out of the room we were in, and into another.

I looked around, and found Dracks and Teresa surrounding a pale red figure who looked like a soldier who returned from war.

Jacks lead me closer to them, in which I felt myself internally quake.

"Was this another blob monster? Am I going to be sacrificed?" I worried over my safety in my head.

"Peter?" The voice called out to me, which I recognised was Amber.

My eyes shot open; I was clearly caught by surprised

"Amber!?" I took a good look at her.

Her face had been melted, where her only good eye was once there but now  was replaced with a black tar like substance. It seemed to have also burned off her nose partially.

My uneasiness never seemed to had wear off.

It felt so... predominantly ashamed of myself over this.

"Peter...I...hello..." Her voice cracked, trembled, croaked. My heart ached at the sight, not even helped by the fact I could hear her voice that cried to me.

I felt my blood-well, metaphorical blood-boil and become overwhelmed with anger that filled my thoughts.

Revenge. That was the only thing on my mind now.

It seemed that Dracks could understand me, since his hand had reached over to squeeze my shoulder.

"What happened to ya Amber?" Jacks floated closer to her, and sat right beside her.

"It only went to my face, managed to only melt a lil' bit of me." She grinned proudly. Her head swivelled to face Jacks, or at least where she had  heard his voice.

"That's good!" Optimistically cheered Teresa, with a clap of her hands.

"I'm blind though, since both my eyes are missing." Amber grimly chuckled.

Teresa shrugged her shoulders, with a hopeful smile still plastered on."It's still a good thing you're not deceased. I mean-well-not fully yet."

"I guess..." Amber sighed. I  smiled with Teresa, even though Amber would not be able to see it.

"Where's Matthew?" She asked, probably since she had not heard him at all.

"He went his own way." Dracks told her and his own eyes sharpened their gaze at her.

Amber nodded thoughtfully, as if she understood."Do you know when he'll be back?"

"No." It seemed as if Dracks went back to Grim-Not-Caring-Green-Dirtbag.

After that, everyone became deadly silent. The only noises were frequent creaks, squeaks and distant growls.

"We've gotta stop that thing before we all die." I broke the silence, in high hopes that we would all survive.

"I've got a few ideas." Jacks perked up."I do as well!"Amber gave a winning smirk to nobody in particular.
"That's good." Teresa nodded. My face brightened at that fact.

Dracks was just the same as ever, but he gave a grunt.

"Alright then! We'll see if we got a good idea and probably would test it out." I was hyped up about the fact everyone had some idea on what to do.

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