I don't know what happened thereafter. I woke up much later. But after that I had to spend weeks in the bed. So as my parents narrated the story later. After my father had returned, they were preparing for lunch. However, they couldn’t find me. They shouted my name and couldn’t get any response. Then they started searching for me. It was when Rin found my lying unconscious in the backyard garden. They were scared at first as they noticed few drops of bloods near me. But then they realized that the blood was coming out of my nose. But strangely as far as I could remember that I was last in the library, then how did I come to the garden?

Anyways, to put everything in short, I was immediately taken to the hospital where I was kept till that evening. The doctors could not find anything wrong, except that I was unconscious and physically weak. They assumed that I had a mild heat stroke. In the evening I had kind of regained my senses, and was sent back home. However, due to strong sedatives administered to me, for next few weeks I had to spend my days in kind of a trance. I could not get out of my bed for the next few weeks and spent my days in a constant state of uttermost dizziness while involuntarily stuck to my bed.

But at the same time I started noticing something strange. I don't know whether it was in my dreams or reality. Often in my drowsy condition, I would find some strange girl standing by my bedside and staring at me. Sometimes on bright moonlit nights, she would be there, sitting on the edge of my bed. Her sharp gaze would penetrate every single nerve and cell of my fatigued body.

But I had to admit one thing; I had never seen such a beautiful girl in my entire life. Though I was in a state of dizziness, and could barely recognize or realize anything. But in that misty dream all I could notice of her was, she had very long, straight and jet black hair. She was wearing a kimono. Sometimes she would have a bun on her hair tied with a sharp long pin. But always she had two long locks of hair on both sides of her face.

Not just her, I would also often see strange shadows over the window, walking in garden. But I can't remember very well of what I saw and how much of that had actually happened in reality and what took place in my dreams. I was oscillating between dream and reality, at some twilight zone. Though all these memories later felt like some long forgotten dreams, but it was at the same time as real as possible. Much later when I tried to recall those days, it felt like that I had not only seen the girl. But there was someone else too. Someone very familiar, but at the same time...forgotten.