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The night of the day she talked secrets with Leslie, her wound ached painfully from the fall. Bloods immersed through the bandages covering the healing wound. Z was so angry when the bond reconnected and had been trying his best to fully heal it. She joked that if it left a scar, she will get a pretty tattoo over it so no one would notice. He barked at her for an hour.

They gave her painkillers and sleeping pills in case she couldn't sleep through the pain. What they didn't know was the reoccuring nightmare that make her sleep shallow. Anyway, the medicine worked and she fell asleep. However, she still had a dream. Not the reoccuring one, but a new yet familiar one.

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It was a room, spacious and the corners cannot be seen. She didn't see herself, but from the ceiling, soft and adorable bunny plushies were playing hanging. On each of their necks, a rope tied around linked to the ceiling. The background slowly darkened from light pink to red and finally black. then it faded gradually back to a soft almost invisible pink. So light that it looked like the blush of a pale skin girl.

The surrounding was encircled by a sweet scent, sometimes it smells like the faint aroma of muffin and cookies, sometimes as rich as chocolate. In short, it just smelt of varied desserts. As the color of background deepened, brushed into red, another smell bit-by-bit mixed with the sweetness. As if the sweetness in air increased, it began to sting one's nose. It felt thick, rich and tasted like metal on tongue.

The tiles was glossy marble, alternatively black and white. Sometimes, the white tiles would look grey but a blink, it was white again. Footsteps could be heard even if you were bare foot.

It was a dream. A locked dream of hers that even Z couldn't visit.

The vision extended outward as she saw a classic table, made of marbles like the floor tiles and mildly shimmered metal forming the support, the protruding patterns and swirls were detailed and sophisicated. On top of it, a chess can be seen, grand and beautiful. Plates of desserts floating gracefully above it as a soft and small female hand took one of them down. The table magically extended when the plate was on it.

A silver fork picked up a mouthful of cream and cake and went into smiling lips, she swayed the leg on top of another idly. There was no Shu in the room. " 'You're not a ******** monster', he said."

Licking her lips clean, she asked but there was nobody. " You're such a bad girl. He told you something so painful while you just said your parents disowned you. That-" She swirled the fork in her hand. "-wasn't fair at all. Why don't you tell him why your parents called you monster?" She scooped some chocolate fillings together with biscuit crust into her mouth, "Hmm, this one tastes good."

Because there was no one besides her, she was like asking herself or just mumbling. "Because you can't. If they know how a girl you really are, you're afraid they'll leave, like your parents." The owner of the voice pointed the fork forward, "He has Abbi with him, he'll be fine and you - You don't deserve anything." Almost the same time she said that, the background sank into crimson color. She smiled sweetly, as if she wasn't saying something cruel.

"You're really stupid. So contradicting and troublesome. Ever since that happened, you desired the warmth of human bodies, you scared to be alone. You reach out for people but you fear because you don't deserve anything from them. So you keep a distance with everyone, hoping the punishments won't get to them." It was long and without a pause, when she paused, she scooped up a spoonful of jelly with her thin silver spoon.

"It is your sin. You chose to keep a distance from them but when you know they make new connections, you feel lonely and upset. You don't know anyone to know so you hide up. You know the differences between their new friends and you, you are always the inferior one." She almost sang her words out, face blushed in happiness with the sweetness in mouth.

"Admit it." She finished another plate and took a fruit tart to hold between her hand. "You can't be a cheerful lovely girl because you are not. You belong to nowhere." She curled her finger around her hair and giggled clear like silver bells.

There was a blink, and the desserts all gone. The chessboard floated steadily with the black and white pieces and she floated, within pillow fort, holding a soft supple plain pillow while fluffy cute plushies found all over the place.

Once again, it was assured it was just a dream.

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"Sit down, make yourself at home." No one really sat down but the girl. She was wearing casual household wear, a red overhead hoodie, short and long tights. "Let's play a game." The girl with jet black hair suggested cheerfully, smiling like a beautiful flower.

"First question: What zodiac you are?" There wasn't anyone replying. "I know I'm right! Naive, loves to daydream and rich in imagination, of course a Pisces girl."

She tossed a colorful round candy into mouth as a small reward. "Next question-" She drew a folded paper from a box, it wasn't there a second ago. "Hmm.......how many siblings do you have? Jeez, that's an easy one. Two brothers, one died one in coma, two elder sisters, all dead, one twin sister - alive. Am I right?" She beamed like a jar of condensed honey, sticky and sweet.

"Ah lemon. I dislike the sourness of it, boo." She still ate it, crunched into debris once her tongue sensed the sourness. "Alright, next. Let's see......what do you afraid of? Straight forward, blood and loneliness. Your hands were full of bloods remember?" She chirped when she got a red candy. "What's with your hair and pinky? Hmm.....not much people know it." She feigned a look of musing, swaying the round candy from one cheek to another, forefinger drilled at her temples. "The long hair that had cut was a symbol of a wish - a wish that won't hurt anyone you loved; the pinky locked your soul with a dear promise.

The vision blurred, twisted like a television with poor reception. "Ah yo, it hurt? Are you crying?" She turned over to lie on her stomach with an innocent face, holding a big plushie below her. "You're such a whiny girl." One droplet and then more, the ceiling disappeared, became an unlimited sky. Rains fell from above, it wet the vision. "Jeez, you know I hate raining, it was also raining that day." She squeezed excess water from her hoodie, an umbrella floated above to shield her from the salty rain. The blue pair of rain boots paddled in the water, "Why you're sad? You already know it and that's the path you chose." The cherry lips said.

"Ah, my mood is all ruined, it's so damp and moping." She stomped and the water splashed. "So it'll be the last question - What are you?"

What are you?

It wasn't aware when the rain stopped, everything silenced and vanished. Only the girl there, standing. "You. are. a. monster." The cherry lips shaped slowly as she said. She was still saying as her mouth was moving, but it no longer her voice. Instead it was of an older woman, sharp and pointy. "You're a demon. I gave birth to a monster, you -" the words followed wasn't audible but the vision blurred and throbbed, shrank and darkened.

"It was a dream", the girl's voice could be heard again. "But remember you don't deserve to live. All you're doing was futile, you shouldn't be alive. It won't help because you don't belong, no one can hold the rope that keeps you stay in this world. You will just be disappointed."

She was not walking away but her image got smaller and smaller, yet her voice was as clear as one minute ago. "Remember one thing, you're a monster deserves nothing."

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A quiet tear fell along the curve of the sleeping face, what Leslie told her became a trigger, a key open the Pandora box full of secrets, it could be peeked for a moment then she sealed it again.

Pisces people dream and wish a lot, it was the worst thing to undervalue them or shatter the daydreams. However what if that person who did that were themselves?