I was sleeping restlessly in my bed. Lights close. Just the lonely moon illuminating the room. My head landed at the side and I began staring at the dark corner filled of packaging boxes.

Andrea's Stuff was written on one small cardboard box. My brows furrowed and my legs automatically moved to go check it. I opened the light and scored the knife at the tape.

It was a small stone with a symbol carved in it. I held it close to my heart as I remembered grandma. Her last sentence was still fresh

"Have courage, Andrea. Lead the tribe like your father."

I sigh

Sadly, the tribe separated.

"Andrea." A soft whisper was made behind me as I sense a familiar spirit

"Go away, Milo.."

"You can't make me go." I imagined a small playful smile on his lips.

I closed my fist and stood up, walking back to my bed and plopping down there.

"Cmon,"

Nope nope. Whenever Milo says that, I know he wants to watch those tapes.

I sat down at my bed, my blanket surrounding my feet

"Milo," i called in a low voice

He was then sitting at the edge of my bed not far away from me

"Who's Bughuul?" I asked. Milo's smile faded, his face suddenly changing into a dark aura

"A-agh." He raised his chin high and thats when I saw the inhuman veins creeping on his neck to jaws

"Are you ok?" I worriedly asked

Milo's face became pale again, the gloomy color fading. He shooked his head alittle and faced me, "How did you know who he is." It was more of a demand than a question. His eyes were piercing through mine and I definitely knew I asked a wrong question.

"I-I heard..?"

Ok, everything went silent.

"Milo," I slowly grabbed his shoulders

"No, Stop." He whispered

"Mil--"

He suddenly stood up almost scaring me. He had his back on me

"Do you want to see me, Andrea?"

I hesitated alot.

"Try me." I growled.

then, I was scared. what are you?