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The face was familiar.
Shockingly so when he first laid eyes on it.
Doe brown eyes.
Fair skin.
Rose tinted cheeks.
Cherry red lips.
Jet black hair.
It looked very much like Neige….but this was not Neige.
No, this face was someone he had subconsciously tried to forget.
Someone he had met once through work? Was it work?
It's as if Vil's mind was purposely trying to make him forget the circumstances.
The car they were in. The smell of a forgotten perfume. The laughs they shared.
He couldn't grasp why…
All he could understand was that deep unsettling feeling within his being.
He takes a closer look at the face.
Just as suddenly the face changes.
Pale as death.
Eyes sunken dark sockets.
Face shape angular and drawn.
Lips thinned.
Nose narrowed.
A blank look on it's face as it started into Vil's very being.
Seeing right into his very soul.
Vil couldn't look away.
His body frozen from a chilling fear as the face quickly changes until it mirrors his own.
An emptiness finds a home in Vil's core.
It grows rapidly.
Hollowing Vil out from the inside.
It takes.
It takes so much from him.
Everything he was.
All of his hope and dreams.
His warmth. His happiness. His joy.
There was nothing left of him.
Emptied on the inside.
Just the cold pretty body he was assumed to be.
The face before him.
His face.
Was no longer his.
It stole his face.
It stole his entire being.
It smiles sweetly to Vil as it holds his empty husk of a body in it's arms.
It holds his body with a horrifying gentleness.
Pulling his limp body closer as it leans downwards.
It whispers softly into Vil's ear…
…in Vil's own voice.
"Sleep, my most precious doll."
Vil forces himself upright with a start. His body trembles as he tries to steady his breathing. He's in his bed in Pomefiore dorm, safe and sound. It had honestly been a while since he had this nightmare. The past month he had been wracked with nightmares of his overblot. It had been a week since he had any dreams pertaining to that…but now this strange nightmare picks back up where it left off.
If it ain't one thing…it's another.
The housewarden slides out of his bed and slips his feet into a pair of slippers. He waves a hand as the fairy lights in his room light up and he makes his way over to his vanity.
This particular nightmare had been occurring for years now. He was sure it started soon after he started Night Raven College. Vil knew something had triggered these nightmares. Something had happened to him that he couldn't remember. That had to be the case.
That was a major reason he had tried avoiding even giving too much thought into this nightmare.
The thought that something happened to him that he couldn't remember was disturbing in itself. It was easy to just ignore and shove it out of his mind while he was starting his college life and focusing on that. But this nightmare had started occurring more frequently in the past year. Ramshackle seemed to trigger this nightmare more for he had this nightmare three times while he was there for VDC.
Then he overblotted.
Nightmares of his overblot stayed in the forefront of his subconscious for the past month afterwards.
Now that it's somewhat subsided…this nightmare comes back at full force.
With a heavy sigh, Vil looks at himself in the vanity. He still looks slightly drawn and exhausted without his makeup. The overblot had taken a toll on him physically as well as mentally but Vil, being as persistent and stubborn as he is, truly didn't want to take any more downtime than he had. His body still ached from the strain of overusing magic but he still pushed himself to act as if nothing was wrong. That he was all better now.
He was fine.
Vil was about halfway turned around to go back to bed when he caught something off in the mirror. He looked back at his reflection in the mirror suspiciously.
His reflection flickered into the gaunt haunting face in his nightmares.
It started back at Vil with it's empty dark eye sockets.
In the mirror...it started moving towards Vil. Reaching out a pale skeletal hand.
The mirror shatters into pieces at the sudden force of Vil's fist.