I jerked backward, freeing my hand of the girl's grasp and wiping it off on my dress. In one swift motion, I turned around heading back for the stairs. There was no reason for me to listen to these voices, voices that condemned me for being scarred and bitter after all the suffering I had been through. They were just trying to hurt me all the more by making me hate myself more than I already did! But I would not let them. So I dashed up the stairs, not looking back.

Swiftly, I made my way toward Vivian's room with the intention of telling her to remove the necklace and lock it away in the vault. I wasn't certain of exactly what time it was, but if she remained awake, I would simply wait until she succumbed to slumber. Within minutes, I had waked right through the door of her room. But how did I enter her dream? "Vivian?" I asked tentatively as I approached.