The sun was burning bright on the bluest sky I have ever seen, the air smelled like fresh pine. Near the crystal clear lake a little girl was playing around two young men. I recognized Camilla playing around her two brother, Draco and Vincent. Camilla saw me and happily ran to me.

"Ophi, Ophi, come play with me! Draco and Vincent are mean and don't want to play with me!"

"I'm not your sister, Camilla."

As I spoke the sun hid and everything became dark, everything became in ashes. I saw little Camilla crying near her two brothers and as I came close I realized they were dead. Their thin pale skin was slowly getting eaten and the blank eyes stared at the sky, maggots came out the mouth. I needed to get out of that twisted reality, that wicked box. Camilla was almost drowning in her tears and it broke my heart to have to leave her.

"Do not leave me, sister ... Please, I'll be good. I won't eat your cakes anymore. Please stay." I turned around, I couldn't do it. I opened my arms to her and she came to me, hugging me and crying the loss of her dearest family. I knew what it was. She stopped crying and I looked at her. Terrified I realized she was also dead, covered in blood and with pain disfiguring her childish innocent face. I ran away still with her blood on my hands, crying for forgiveness. "I need to leave you, Camilla.."

As I came back to reality I saw the shooting ring of the Organization, I had a gun in my hands and blood on my face. Did I shot someone? I looked around to settle myself in reality, those illusions became a normality. Everyone hid as they could, in front of me was Mr. Smith, my superior. On the ground. Full of blood. I screamed as I saw what I did.

-I SHOT HIM! I FUCKING SHOT HIM!! -I screamed loud and threw my gun to the ground.

Callum was in front of me, my hands were cuffed. I was in a almost naked room, very few furniture and he was feeding me. I stand up and blushed as I looked at him.

-What is happening here?!

-You are dinning, Miss Iris... -He seemed almost as confused as I was. -Is something not of your taste?

-What? I don't know. What the hell is happening?!

-Is everything alright, Miss Iris? You seem quite confused.

-Confused? Confused?! The last thing I remember was that I shot Mr. Smith! Is he alright? What the hell is this? Am I having memory losses?! Damn you, Ophelia, playing with my life is not funny!

He grabbed me by my shoulders and shook me.

-Please control yourself. Are you alright?

I could feel my conscience slipping once again from reality. I could not let Ophelia take over. I reunited all my strength to control but I realized that I couldn't when I asked if he could remove my cuffs.

-Please Callum, could you remove my cuffs? It hurts and you know I won't do you no harm. I mean, what can I even do?

He thought for a little while and realized how I couldn't do anything because the naked room was not a naked room but a cell. He came closer and turned me around, put the key on the lock and set my hands free. My wrists were red and he put the cuffs on the table and turned back to sit once again. I saw the cuffs and as he was walking back to his seat I cuffed one of his arm to a slender pipe coming from the wall. He looked at me surprised.

-Don't worry, Callum. I pretend to honor my promise, I won't hurt you... -I knew what were Ophelia's intention and I felt myself burning in shame and lust.

-Aren't you sick of acting so controlled all the time? -I whispered with my lips almost touching his. -I know what goes on inside that controlled mind of yours ... -My hands touched his neck and slid down, I felt his firm body.

With his free hand he pushed me away but I grabbed it and put it between my legs. At this point I would rather not watch how Ophelia had fun playing her games. I wanted to control he with all my will but my mind became fogged with lust.

He removed the hand and I ripped his shirt open.

-Lose control, Callum ! I want you to lose control ! -I pressed my whole body against his and my lips united with his. I felt how slowly he was losing control. I felt the wet and warm pleasure of the kiss. His free hand grabbed me by the waist and pushed me against the wall. Between him and the wall I felt trapped and small. He kissed me with intense passion but suddenly he walks away from me. He gained his control back. He looked at me and I saw something in his eyes.

I was looking at a white wall in my cell with my hands cuffed once again, I had no idea what happened but I kept swinging like a insane person and I understood how comforting it was.

-You are driving me insane, Ophelia. I won't give in and I won't kill. Just leave me alone... please, just leave me...