1 Prologue

Sai:

As the blood red curtains opened, my heart arose. I saw hundreds, in the royal blue seats of the hall. Act one had begun. I heard claps as I walked onto the black stage. I had been blinded by the luminescent lights hanging from the ceiling, hosting a spotlight upon me. Roses and tulips of many colors had been thrown to accompany me on stage. I looked towards my right, and identified my parents holding their thumbs up towards me. My mother, with her silky black hair, small glasses, beautiful expression, showing her white teeth towards me as she smiled. My father, with his tears of joy sinking down his light brown cheeks, touching his beard with a mix of black and white colors. They both had yelled, "You got this, Sai!" On my left, was my sister, Tanvi. Her glimmering eyes shined as she grinned since I had been on stage. A flight had flown her towards the hall, to support me as I played my part on the menacing hall. With her, I saw two members in the course of my life. The ones who have supported me throughout. Heather and Matteo, two companions of my life that show the uttermost support towards...whoever I may be, and whoever I may become. Heather had dirt brown hair, and lips, with a pure red shade. Then Matteo, with his curly black hair, and large glasses. Then, I started hearing the tune, threatening my soul, causing the confidence in my veins to disappear into thin air. The tune had been 'The ballad'. 'The ballad' was the number I had meant to perform on the stage that gave me the vibrations of premonition. My voice had been seeping out of my body, and could not be received once again. 'The ballad' had been revealing its sound to the audience, and they lacked patience to hear my voice. But, I could not give the offering they had desired. My voice floated into the air, and had been out of my control. I had hoped to give the competent auditory selection I had chosen for the act. I attempted to consult myself to reveal my voice, but it did not assist me. The audience had believed I was cynical, that I had the confident manner, as one would to perform in such a hall. I heard many sighs of impatience, and 'boos' given to disrespect me. I had wanted to sob, but my voice had been altered in a way I could not restrain. Then, I was alienated. I could no longer hear the audience's 'boos' they had been sending me. I was now in the position of a forest, and the silence had been surreal, I had never felt so alone. I saw trees, rustling. I had wondered why I could not hear the movements of the branches. My ears had been in a state of complete deaf. I needed one who could be benevolent; one who could direct me to my residence, since it had been the only place I had longed for. I had failed the exhibition of my voice, and broke the hearts of the audience, who had payed much to sit in their seats. But, I was now in a forest. The destination I had deserved to be held upon in, by the mysterious creature who had taken me here. I felt the grounds of the forest, but no residue had shown on my finger. After I felt the ground, I finally found my ears perceiving their surroundings. But, I did not hear what I could expect. I heard the ground I felt crumbling, as if I had caused it to lose its remanence of remaining stationary. Then, the ground had broken. I was collapsing to another place I had no sense of. I was on the ground, it seemed familiar. Then, I realized it had been the stage. But, it was distinct from the one I had been present in. The audience was missing, the roses had been decayed, and the lights were broken. I could not handle what dimension I had been in, so I screamed as hard as I could. Finally, I had been in the depths of the mattress, sitting on my bed. I glanced at the walls quickly, and noticed I had been in nothing but a dreamt horror.