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"Giiiil, master... MASTER JACK!"
Did the sun turned into a blood star, or why isn't it shinning at top of the sky any longer? Vincent ran from side to side in the empty mansion, nothing but the echo of his young voice, pleading for someone to help him out of this hell, and yet... No one answered. Not even his big brother.
"Gilbert... Gilbert I can't find you...."
The Baskerville manor flooding in blood, corpses sprawled all over the floor. It wasn't the first time he had seen this in his head, but in a long time it was the first one... ever since that conversation with Lacie... And in his nightmares again alone, crying and pleading for someone.
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The thunder in the distance was enough to make Vincent awake from his slumber. The dark room, per usual, just like back in the Nightray's manor where the light of the sun would never shine. The fast beating heart of the man as sweat drops rolled down his forehead. Coming out of the mental state Vincent scanned the empty room, not even his manservant around. Only him. No one to act for. And yet as soon as his gaze met the frame of his bed sitting in front and staring right back into his eyes the animal in silence judged him.