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I open my eyes and all I see is red. Not literally though. I just see the red eyes which haunt my dream and make me give chase.

"Oh hi, Luci." I say after realizing it lucian. Redness spreads to his cheeks.

"My name is not Luci but Luciano," he says embarrassed.

Who would resist the temptation to tease him, not me. "I know I just like calling you Luci."

He let out a groan and just looks the other way while his reddening ear is in view.

Looking around I realize were alone on a king-size bed. Until there is knocking on the door.

Maybe I jinxed it. I quickly respond saying "Come in". Expecting Nico as he is the only other person I'm familiar with.

Three maids enter. The middle one looks all polished while the other two bow their head in fear or maybe moral respect.

The middle one who already gives me bad vibes makes me boil when I catch her staring at Luciano. Which ignites this feeling inside of me. Raging I look back at Luciano.

I don't think he realized he being stared at, his eyes are solely focused on me. It calms my beating heart. With newfound confidence, I look back at the maid.

"Out" but she ignores me.

"Out" she looks at me but still ignores me. I'm slowly losing control of my temper.

I don't even say it a third time. When suddenly she is being pushed against a wall by her neck. The invisible hand creating bruises.

My voice rises with power laced in it and I say; "Never question your Queen. Bow at the sight of me. You worthless maid." and throw her to the other side of the room.

"I'm proud of you, Misha," says a man with downcasted eyes.

When he looks up, I manage to understand that it's Luciano.

'LUCIANO. GREW. UP.?!!'

The maybe Luciano man pats my head. While unknowingly I start repeating words that I'm hearing.

Crack, another one, followed by more.

I try to scream but it's like I have no voice.

I try to see but it's like I'm blind

I try to breathe but it's like I'm underwater.

Until it, all abruptly stops and I open my eyes

The image I see in the mirror may as well have restarted the process all over again. It's not anything weird in the normal terms, just a basic person around 17ish years. The Scary thing is that the image is of me.

"I became old?" I mumble to myself trying to realize what had happened to me.

The overstimulation caused me to see black sport until I pass out. This time there is no darkness, no doors, the is noting which unsettles me.