4 Prologue

In the middle of night, In the middle of an unknown forest, She shakily turned around due to the unbearable cold. Moving to every direction that the breeze pushes. She looked up to the sky and watched the half dark moon shining on her. Shivering due to the cold, she looked at the stars, even the stars were blurry to her sight. The sounds of creatures didn't scare her, what scared her was what she was doing here in the middle of the night. Unlike the man who always appeared in her dream, this dream was more advanced and scarier. What was all this? From one problem to another. From one nightmare to another. She couldn't take a step, she remained there as she let her fate decide for her.

She could feel her skin freeze as her mouth was too weak to be opened. Suddenly, something was beside her. She could feel someone's presence, but she was unable to sense the person, but she could feel his warmness. Perhaps, did God hear her outcry and sent someone to save her? Turning around, she hugged the person, letting his hotness penetrate her. Holding on to his thick black cloak, she held him tightly and slowly, her body was getting warm. This man was fire himself. This man had a furnace in him. He was her savior right now.

"Let go" This voice wasn't something pleasant to the ear. Deep and husky. Lucinda, who couldn't just let that sound pass her by, immediately raised her head and then, Lucinda almost fainted. It was him!! The man in her dream. What was this? Why him? What was he doing here? This felt so real. Was she really here? Yes!! She touched him. She just hugged him and she heard his voice.

"What?" Lucinda stared at him with wide opened eyes. Just looking at her, it was obvious that she has seen a ghost. A very terrifying ghost. The ghost that caused her sleepless nights. The ghost that appeared to her in the dark side of the moon. The man who sat on the half moon with killing gaze sent to her. Now, why did he decide to come close to her? This was terrifying and brain scattering.

"What do you want from me?" Lucinda asked. She couldn't be left dumb and not ask what she has been meaning to ask him. In her dreams, when she tries talking to him, the darkness swallows him up and then, off he went. His face was never seen, this same black hoodie was always covering his face. On the moon, staring at her, she could see red shining lights through the hoodie as his lips curved to a corner as his gaze never left hers. The man sitting on the moon, it was a fairy tale story told her by her deceased mom, but after her mother's death, this story was gradually coming true. A man really does sit on the moon.

"I want you." The man replied with his head sent face down. Lucinda was taken back. Does he want her? Why? What did she do? Walking closer to him as she placed her hands on both sides of his cheek, lifting his face up to stare at her. Where the courage came from, she didn't bother to know. As far he was speaking, and he didn't harm her, she felt a little safe at his strange aura. Still, she couldn't see his face, but that was not the problem. Definitely, he would have eyes, but what does he want her?

"Why do you want me? What can I do for you? Why do keep disturbing my sleep?" Lucinda asked as she held her stand. She didn't intend to sound weak. Those sleepless nights because of him must end today.

"I want your heart. I want you to be mine. You are the easy and fastest way to my death. I want death, only you can help me get it fast" He said more like in a rush. Without seeing his face, his voice sounded with emotions and pains.

Right! People saw her as her mother's murderer, but it isn't new anymore. This man also wanted her to kill him, and that's the last thing she would do. This man was strange in all his ways, and she wouldn't fall in.

"I can't help you" Immediately those words left her mouth, she jolted in surprise. She has been speaking to herself along in a bright sunny afternoon.