Her long hair has been cut short, exposing the back of her neck. She couldn't believe how harsh they have done towards her. With the wounds from the whipping, she keeps sucking in air with her teeth, to suppress the painful moan that would escape from her lips whenever she felt the wounds from her flesh.

This is not real... right?

Sheila sigh, as she thought carefully of her situation. She knows for sure that she have no memories of this lady Frencheska, her only memories she have was when she grew up to a world full of 'modern' things and not this old... medieval, industrial-ish period.

She have been talking to herself, convincing that everything is just a set up. That this cellar, filled with dirt, and stink is actually just a set, that everyone is pranking her. The cameras are rolling right now, and she should find it.

Standing and searching the walls, and corners of the cellar, she desperately hope she can joyfully kill the prank.

"Hello, sister."

'Who...?'

Turning to the person who called her. It was none other than... what her name again? Shit I forgot!

But all Shiela could tell was that they are siblings alright, just for the eyes. They have the same hue.

"This place is so perfect for you." She happily said.

"What do you want?" Shiela ask coldly.

"To see you! I missed you, you know. Don't you want this bonding moment for us?" She tried to reached out to Shiela's face, but Shiela turned the other way to avoid her touch.

"Hah! Just to what? See me suffer? You're a sadist"

Grinding her own teeth the sister had enough

"You ungrateful child! I am your sister, so you better listen to me, you idiot!"

Shiela was shocked of how familiar the words were to her.

"You have done enough humiliation to the family, and now is the time you pay back."

"I did nothing wrong..." in a low voice Shiela defended herself.

"That's right, you did nothing wrong. You are right about that" Shiela, with a shocked face turned to her sister in the eye.

"Surprised I sided your defense? Well I knew all along you are innocent but, the people out there, they will NEVER speak up or prove it."

Goddamit, I have enough of this treatment! This all can't be real! This is a set up! everyone should be out in the open and says it's just a prank, so why is that this place is so empty?!

"Stop joking! Just come out in the open, are you that of a coward?!"

The sister in front of her was startled of the sudden burst from Francheska. She felt her pride hurt when Francheska called her a coward, and that all her life she was just staring from afar, admiring, wishing, and never approached first.

"Why are you doing this? This is fucking ridiculous, death is not something to joke around!"

"All my life, I have suffered because of you. And I will be relieved if I don't ever see your face ever again."

Walking away from Shiela's cellar. Shiela couldn't help but be annoyed of the what just happened.

Augh, don't tell me, my sister is jealous of me? this stupid sibling rivalry, well if ever all of this is real, and I will die soon, then let me haunt this sister of mine till the rest of her life.

"We are siblings!" Shiela shouted to get her attention, which the echoing steps from the outside has stopped. Not sure if she was correct but she still continued.

"We have the same blood, especially the same eyes. Even after I am gone... when you look at the mirror, the same eyes will stare back at you."

The silence was interrupted by the echoing running footsteps.

'I hope it will haunt her till the end of time' She thought to herself, with a menacing smile crept on her face.

This is truly not a set huh...

This wall in real. Shiela knocked on the hard surface. And the view from the outside is also real. No one would ever pay a lot for a set like this, or the place where she got dragged from! Even the dress that my so called sister wore was so expensive. This is going beyond from the budget.

AAUUGHHH I'M SO CONFUSED! I don't even have the time to think of my identity right now. My life is ticking away as the time passes by...

Goddammit I have really become the villainess...

It would have been great if I have done the bad deeds myself! This is unfair! I couldn't have the fun... I would be ready to accept the execution if I really did those horrible things, why am 'I' the one should be punished?

Thinking back again to her situation. She tried to remember the plot of the novel. Truthfully, she did not completely read the whole novel, since she is a very busy person with strict parents. She just remember her best friend who was so into the novel, she wanted Shiela to read, so they could share opinions about it. Sheila just decided to be truthful and just read the four chapters in and the second to the last chapter of the novel, the rest of the story was from her best friend.

Now that she 'could' be inside the story of the said novel, and about to die, she couldn't help but think of what she should do. The part where she died by getting hit by the train was so gruesome to her, the feeling was so real that the impact was like a scar on her body that only she could remember.

Now that her long pink hair was cut off to show her neck, she is really going to die her head chopped off.

A plan just crossed to her idea, she remember some of the events and highlight from the novel, and that's all thanks to her best friend who keeps mentioning it! Thank god for her memories.

Gripping the back of her short hair, Shiela is going to hold onto the last hope of surviving.

Lying on the dirty floor, she kept repeating the words she is going to speak to the people out there. Remembering the times she rehearsed her lines in front of the mirror and watch her expressions go along with her emotions.

The loud banging of the walls echoed the room, which woke Sheila up. Two guards entered, and forcefully grab both of her arms, she struggled for how tight their grip was.

"Stop struggling, today is the day." Says the knight outside the room.

"Today..." Shiela reminded herself. Pulling herself together, she stared to the ground and let the tears fall from her face.

Even if she succeeds or not, she has no other choice but to accept the consequence she will face afterwards, after all she was once an actress.

'Its showtime!'