Jordan.

　　“I’m the Reaper, I can’t he shut off,” he croaked out in pain and I watched as a dark gust of wind formed behind him and sucked him away.

　　Okay, that wasn’t eerie.

　　I sighed and looked around me. There was nothing but a vast expanse of trees and green.

　　There was a rift metres away from where I stood. The same one I had been hanging to the first time I got into this gof forsaken mental world. That was eight months ago when those bastard Wizards had been digging into my mind to find an information that wasn’t there.

　　Garr’s concern might have been justified after all. All this could be a result of the digging and they had messed with my mind.

　　Suddenly, a dark gust of wind formed before me and immediately sucked me in.

　　I gasped and opened my eyes as the force let me go. I was back in that secret basement in that empty house and the dead bodies were still there.

　　I looked at all the bodies again, taking notes of all the faces, then my gaze stopped on the bodies metres away.

　　It was the dead bodies of Lycian and I lying side by side and it was a painful image. Lycian’s throat was slit open and he was holding onto my lifeless hand like his life depended on it.

　　I slowly walked closer to our bodies, avoiding the bodies and blood trails on the floor.

　　I reached the bodies and I bent down, taking a glance at the bodies and then looking at Lycian.

　　His eyes were open and looking up. I stretched out my hands slowly and closed his eyes. I don’t know what I would do if this ever happened.

　　Tears strung the corners of my eyes and I sighed loudly.

　　Jordan, none of this is real. No need to get emotional.

　　I stood up and was about to walk away when a hand grabbed me and stopped me.

　　What the heck! I turned around and saw Lycian’s left hand clinging desperately to mine.

　　“Help me,” He said and tried pulling me closer to him, but his attempt was void of strength.

　　How is he alive and moving. I thought this was my mental world and only I was supposed to be here.

　　I and my other self.

　　“Lycian-“ I muttered softly as he kept clinging to me and attempting to drag me closer to him. His eyes were the same sexy ones I know and they were desperately pleading with me. Fuck! I was so confused.

　　“Lycian, you need to sleep,” I said softly and just as I did, his hands slid of mine and he returned to the lifeless position he was.

　　Oh! I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. What was happening now?

　　Why do I have to keep having visions of this memory world. Especially now that my dark replica had given up and this place became boring. Sad but true.

　　I turned around to leave this basement, but was met with yet another shock.

　　Nicole! I gasped as I saw Nicole standing before me with a smirk. Before I could react to her presence here, her hands behind her back revealed a silver plated bat and she suddenly swung it at me, smashing it in my head and I lost consciousness.

　　My eyes opened suddenly and I looked at my surroundings. I was lying on Lycian’s bed in his room and I just had a terrible suspenseful dream.

　　I looked sideways and saw Lycian facing me with his eyes closed. We were both naked and the thought of th things we did last night brought a smile to my lips.

　　I stretched out my hands to stroke the side of his face and touch his rough brown hair.

　　He moved on the bed, stirring out of sleep. He slowly opened his eyes and he smiled as he saw me.

　　“Morning sunshine,” I said with a smile as I toyed with his ear.

　　He adjusted his position on the bed, facing me fully and moving closer.

　　“How was your night?” He asked and I smiled.

　　“Awesome.” I smiled even though I was lying. How do I tell him that my night was filled with a repitition of all my time in the mental world from all the constant fights with my dark replica till he finally gave up.

　　“Hmn. Hmn.” He hummed and sighed.

　　“Sanctum officials will be coming to pick us up,” I reminded him and he nodded. He took a glance at the wall clock before facing me again.

　　“And it’s just 8: 55, which means we have enough time on our hands,” He said with a smile and moved closer to me.

　　I smiled and he claimed my lips in his mouth. I grabbed his head from behind and drew him closer.

　　He reacted by climbing on me and he kissed my lips, tracing the shape of my lips and the seam in between. Our bodies were pressed together and his erection pressed hard against my lower abdomen, filling me with pleasure.

　　He began to trail kisses down my neck when suddenly, the door bell rang.

　　We both sighed jn frustration and he climbed down, looking at the wall clock.

　　“It’s 9 in the morning. Who is that?” He asked then I remembered who it would be.

　　“Lycian, you asked Stefan to come over this morning,” I teased with a smile and he nodded.

　　He climbed down from the bed and I did too. I zoomed into the bathroom and took my bath at superspeed before zooming out again in my pants.

　　Lycian looked at me in surprise and then pouted.

　　“That’s not fair.” He said and I smirked. I heard the doorbell ring.

　　“Come on, go get your bath. I’ll answer the door and keep them busy,” I said and he nodded. I picked my shirt and began wearing it on as I walked out of the room.

　　I zoomed down the stairs and I walked to the door. I opened it and Stefan was standing there with a man in his late forties standing behind him.

　　“Hey Stefan,” I said with a smile and opened thr door wider so they could come in.