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You put your hand up to knock, but you didn't even do it once. The door opened wide and there was a man standing in front of you. He was tall, his white hair drawing your attention. He had his white wings on his back, just like the man who said those words to you earlier. The blue eyes of heaven pierced you as if he were telling you you didn't belong here.
,,I- "
,,Shut up and step in," he wouldn't let you finish your sentence, and stepped away from the door. So you did as he said, without another word, confused.
,,I honestly don't know what I'm doing here, I was just told to come here," you explained. Ferathan just stood there, leaning against the wall, watching your every move. You put your arms around yourself uncomfortably and put the weight on one leg.
,,Your room is upstairs, second on the right. Then come down here when you're settled." And with those words, he evaporated like steam over a pot.
You went up the stairs and turned right like he said. You opened the door and entered the beautiful-looking room. Everything here was so... bright. You weren't used to it, quite the contrary. After admiring, you sat on the bed which was in middle and put your hands in your hair wondering what happened today. You still thought it was all just a stupid dream. That it's not reality. I mean, you died, how come you're alive? And why doesn't anyone want to tell you what the hell is going on? After the moment it started to get to you, you finally pulled yourself together and went back downstairs. Maybe the man with the white hair will answer your questions..
As you walked down the stairs, you had all sorts of crazy thoughts. What if you accidentally hit your head and wake up? Although... Would that be better? Would you rather be in a hospital bed for the rest of your life or enjoy your weird dream? Maybe it would be better if you didn't wake up at all?When you got to the last step, you looked around, but strangely, there was no one around. Not even that crazy guy with white hair. So you went to the room that looked like a kitchen to get a drink. Is it possible to be thirsty in a dream? You shook your head, looking around for some glass. You opened countless cupboards, but nothing. It was like a brand new house, ready for a family to move in.
,,What do you want here?" There was a voice behind you. You turned quickly and saw Ferathan. He was standing in the door frame, leaning again.
,,I'm thirsty, I was looking for some glasses," you replied, biting your bottom lip. It's a habit you've had since you were a kid.He looked at your lips for a second, but then back into your eyes. He looked angry, his eyebrows scrunched together and his eyes had taken on a darker shade of blue. Seriously, what is it with this man? He's, like, about getting pissed off even by taking one step or opening your mouth to say something. I wouldn't be surprised if the fact that I'm breathing bothers him, you thought.
At that moment, he was in front of you out of nowhere, holding a clean glass. What the-
,,You'll find nothing in this house, everything comes from your powers," he said, handing you the glass. Then the corner of his lips lifted and he leaned down to your ear.
