• Oh, hello again. Quite a long time, don't you agree? We left Bea and Isaac at the hospital, I presume for Bea had hurt her self indignantly. She slipped, and a wound came onto her. Sit back, and read on...

    "Don't.....! Please...!" A scream rang through the room, as Bea jumped in bed, and awoke from yet another nightmare. Another, you ask? Oh allow me to explain. The unexpected bleeding from Bea's wound. Whenever something familiar to her from her past had appeared, blood would spurt. The doctors, highly afraid and curious, made her stay for an extra month. It was only week two. Isaac jumped. "Geez, Bea. Can't you tell me? I mean, you already confessed, so whats so hard about this." He grinned widely, a foolish smile spread across his face. Ever since that first spurt of blood, Bea and Isaac had clearly grown a stronger bond. "Not until you tell me what you were looking at through the window." Isaac sighed. "It was nothing. Really." Bea smirked, and replied, "Then my so called dream was nothing too." They both giggled, and looked at each other. "Where are you from?" "No recollection, remember?" "Oh right.." Isaac looked down whenever he asked Bea things like this, for she never would reply properly. "Alright then. I'll tell you. But promise me you'll tell me your nightmare, okay?" Bea nodded. She was eager, just did not show it. "What I saw wa-" "Is everything okay?!" A doctor slammed the door open, and was panting. "I heard a scream and.. Wait.. is this the room of Bea Dela Cruz?" Bea looked frustrated, but she was polite. "Yes, sir." He sighed, and asked Bea to step out of the room for air. He dragged her by the arm, and Bea resisted. "Dammit, kid. You can't be yelling. Get it out of your system or get the hell out." Bea continued to resist. "I'm not sure you would want to go through with that." The doctor stopped, and looked her in the eye. "Why not?" "You know why I am here still, correct? No? Of course you wouldn't know. Your too pathetic to know anyways." Bea laughed coldly, and walked back to her bed. "You aren't getting with that!" "Oh? My stay has been extended a month. You, obviously, must be an understudy.. My screaming is none of your business." He narrowed his eyes down at Bea. "He's your boyfriend isn't he? Visitor times are over." Isaac was surprised he even noticed him sitting on the window sill now. "Pft. I'm Isaac Dela Cruz. And the last time I checked, I was allowed to stay with Bea because she wanted someone with her. Oh wait. Your too understudy to know that too." Bea laughed. "Great one!" The doctor was red. "You.. Just wait until the head doctor finds out!" He ran out, leaving Bea and Isaac frozen.
    Oh why frozen? Bea's stay was extended not by the head doctor, but by the one who was helping her with her arm at the time. The head must not of known.
    "Damn that donkeys nole." Bea exclaimed angrily. "It's alright. We aren't to blame." "WHO IS IN THIS ROOM?!" A voice screamed. "Children, sir." The door banged open. "Who are you?!" The head doctor, was quite scary. He had dark hair, his eyes were so dark, they looked practically black. He had muscles, oh yes. What made it even scarier, is that he was shaking with anger.
    "Please, sir.. You don't.. understand.." Bea stuttered. This was a first for Isaac. Bea seemed cool, calm, and on the occasion, embarrassed. "AND WHAT DON'T I UNDERSTAND?!" he roared. "Bea was asked to stay by the doctor operating on her arm. It's not our fault. Rather, their fault for saying we should stay without your permission." Bea shot Isaac a look that said, 'What are you doing?!'. Isaac winked. "So you see, we never caught the doctors name. I do remember him saying, that he wouldn't put a file under our name... after all, we are children.." The doctor looked flustered. "Also," Bea piped up. "This guy, he came in, because I screamed after having a flashback of the accident." Bea was quite adept at acting, so her arm looked limp, her eyes innocent. "He got mad.. and.. and.." Bea burst into a bunch of fake tears, and ran to Isaac. She laughed quietly between fake sobs, and whispered, "Thank you." The head doctor turned to the much smaller doctor now. "You stupid understudy! Your. FIRED." The doctor nodded, angrily, and sadly, and glared at Bea and Isaac. He left swiftly. "Fire...." Bea repeated. Isaac wiped her tears. "Fire..." Bea said again. "Fi..re..." Suddenly, it all happened quickly. Bea screamed in agony, and fell on her knees, clutching her arm. She shook with pain and seemed unstable. "Ma..!" Bea screeched. "Don't!" Her eyes were closed tightly. As she fell on her side, Isaac ran to her to help, thoughts racing through his mind. Fire, family, mom, dad, Bea... The blood came again. It was heavier than before. "Nooo..!" she screamed as Isaac tried to help her up. "Mom... Dad.... K..evin..." Bea whispered. She fell limp, but the blood kept going. "Agh!" The doctor yelled. "What IS this?!" "This is why she is staying longer!" Isaac said quickly. He flipped his head in the direction of the window. "THERE!" He pointed at the window as a black blur ran past. "First, we have to treat her!" The doctor carried Bea with ease, and brought her to the closest room. He operated quickly. "It just stopped.." he said, shaking his head in amazement. "By the way, I'm Dr. Harthon." "Isaac." "Tell me.. what is it thats going on?!" So they walked to the elevator together as Isaac recounted what happened the time she slipped and it turned into this. Bea, fast asleep. Who knows what was going on through her mind?
    "..so she said, whenever she tries to remember, blood. Blood just comes." Isaac shook his head sadly. "Bea.. was never like this.. and.. and I miss her." Isaac. Have I ever told you how he looks? I think not. Isaac Dela Cruz: Soft light brown hair, that fell over his dark brown eyes. He was about 4'11 now, after so much milk. Bea, was so tall, she fit in with her grade, but stood out. 5'2. Bea had black hair, dark brown eyes the somehow changed colors. She had earrings that were now clean, and revealed to be gold. Back to the story.
    Isaac's eyes glittered, as though he would cry. Dr. Harthon blinked. "Well..." he spoke finally. "Isaac... I think.. we should peer into her mind. This is an invasion yes, but.. we must get to the roots of it." Isaac nodded, as they headed down. "Wait!" Isaac ran back to the counter, and said things to the lady at the counter. She smiled, and nodded at him. Isaac ran back with a package wrapped in a light blue smooth silky covering. "Alright." They walked again, and arrived to see Bea peering out the window. "I wish to be discharged." were her first words to the doctor. Dr. Harthon let her, and Isaac and Bea walked to the house, which was fairly far. They walked in silence. "The doctor told me to tell you to put this on when you sleep." Isaac said. He handed her a bunch of fresh bandages, and a device to put near her pillow. She nodded, but unexpectedly said, "And what about that blue package?" She smiled at Isaac, and he just blushed. You can guess all you want of whats in there, but I bet you won't guess it. She opened it. Right there, on the streets. "Isaac... is this..?" "Yep." He smiled at her, and she grinned back. Inside, was a dress she claimed she wanted to wear at farewell. How had he gotten it at the hospital? The lady at the counter, was someone who looked at gifts for people who are in the hospital. After the doctor said he wanted to peer in her dreams, he decided to give the gift then. The dress was black and white. It had a black bottom that reached her knees, a cream colored ribbon that fell between the white and black. The white was for the upper torso. It fit nicely with Bea, and everything went. All at once. So.. reader. Consider the following.
    Everything went. It all went with the dress. But Bea knew better than to just say thank you, and leave it at that. She did something. Dramatic. It changed everything. The shadows are shifting, and so are the gears of fate....