"Wh-who are you"? I dreadfully ask. Mouth quivering. My back in touch with the wall. His hands easily pinned both of my wrists above me. Smell of fresh coffee and pinewood invades my nose, his minty ragged breath fanning my face. My eyes dared to look directly to the stranger in front of me. Its black cloak hiding its features. "Feisty now are we"? He snickered. Yet I frowned. What does he mean? Suddenly, a gasp escaped my lips when I felt his knife pressed on my thigh. "You changed, darling". His voice suddenly soft. The knife ascending to my shorts. "I can still remember how you've always shook in fear, how you cry in my arms, how I purposely kill those people that'd hurt you". The knife, now tracing up my arms. I can feel my heart pounding. Silence shortly invaded. The cold metal now on my jaw, slowly trailing to my cheek gently. "I've done all of that...for you". "What are you talking ab-". A piercing scream erupted within me when I felt the sharp knife digging in to my skin. "Yes! Yes! Oh how I badly missed this"! He yelled in delight, while tears filled my eyes, pain overpowering. I trash myself out from his calloused hands, but he's way too strong. "Get off of me you sick bastard"! I snarl but abruptly stop. Eyes widen. Breath hitched when he's face moved closer. His tongue gliding, swirling to where my cheek oozed blood. I shake in fear as he finish devouring the red liquid. He, then face me with a smile on his face. A smile of a sadist. "What do you want from me". I whispered. Defeated by fear. He devilishly grin. His teeth showing some crimson red...my own blood. "Its obvious darling. I want you...no. You belong to me. You're mine Calliope...forever mine". ------------------------------ Enter Calliope's world full of mystery, deception, and pain. Find out the underlying truth behind the stranger, the nostalgic feelings, and the lost unwanted memories she badly want to remember, not aware of the awaiting unknown lurking in the darkness.