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This place is dark; the lamp around has the faint light and there are some candles with their small fire. Cassian frowns, where is this? how did he get here?
Fumbling over to search for the exit door, his hands came in touch with something on the wall. With the effort of little enlightenment, he realized it was a photo frame. A photo frame…?
That means this is someone’s room, or house.
He decided to take a look at subject in question.
A photo of a distinguished gentleman, seemed like a bit eccentric for him. What’s with the goggles?
“Hey, kiddo”
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A voice.
A voice just came out from the photo.
Did a voice just came out from a photo? Did the mouth just move?
Cassian is not at all scared, it’s just shocking. For some reasons he didn’t feel scared upon this 'photo' in front of him. He tried to look closely over the talked one earlier.
The man in photo is smiling, smirking even. “Hey, welcome?”
After all the short time Cassian spent in this place, he kept questioning what kind of situation this is. “…what is this place?” he asked reluctantly, and the person in photo suddenly moves its own self outside the frame.
“A manor!”
“And this room?”
“My room.” now that the person-in-photo came in clear figure, his movements and voice tone gives a friendly energy. “You didn’t seem to be scared!”
“…cause I don’t feel like it at all”
“A brave kiddo”
“Are you a ghost?” Cassian care less of the counterpart’s remarks.
“What do you think?”
Cassian sighed, “I don’t know, who are you?”
The man tells his name.
A familiar name, but Cassian couldn’t remember anyone. He stopped over that thought, why would I felt familiar to that?
And the next thought came in eerie at him, …..who am I?
“You’re ok kid?” a voice came thru as noticed his ponder.
“…don’t call me like that, I’m an adult, my name is Cassian.”
“Yeah, sure. Everyone would know you’re a kid from the school uniform”
A school uniform?
Cassian quickly glance over his own self, a school uniform? he’s not supposed to wear something like a school’s uniform!
Does that mean he’s supposed to wear another kind of uniform?
“You’re in silence again~”
“….is this a dream? or an illusion something?”
“Probably.”
“Is there any mirror around here?” he wanted to make sure of his face.
“There were some, but they’ve been crushed and the leftovers are scattered everywhere, look!” the hands came out naturally from the photo frame, pointed the shards of mirror on the floor.
Cassian walked over towards the shards and clutched the biggest one, he then tried to position the mirror so it receives enough light. He should confirm his own face.
It wasn’t his face.
At least, it wasn’t the face he remembered as his.
Whose body is this?
This whole situation feels so wrong. He’s lost.
He’s scared.
“You got a poor soul’s face”
Cassian flinched over that friendly tone of voice. He lets out a sigh and puts back the shard, then turned over to the man in frame. “Driver…was it?”
“That’s my name.”
It doesn’t seem like he’d get the answer if he stays at this room. “You know this manor well?”
“I lived here, and I know things too well of this Villain’s Manor”
Villain’s Manor?
“Great, care to guide me on a house tour?”
“Of course! You have to carry me around since I can’t get out from this frame though.”
Cassian expected that much, he started to loose the hanger off and carefully hold the frame that is big enough to hug. Actually he need to do it that way so it doesn’t fall, safe and sound.
“It feels nice to move around from new angle” Driver chuckles and seemed like enjoying this trip.
The kid whom holding the frame is ready, he glanced around “Where’s the door to go outside this room?”
“That way, that one” Driver swift over excitedly, directing to the room’s corner.
Cassian confirmed the vague-looking door, “…you sounds like unusually excited about this”
“And you sounded like familiar with me, how do you know if it’s my usual or not?”
“Well usually you would….” he stopped after saying that spontaneous words, “…..”
“…usually I would…?”
“…I mean, you looked like in need to go outside of the room.” Cassian starts walking.
“You are right, I need to retrieve something, which I need your help and in return I’ll show you around this manor house” Driver offers an agreement.
Cassian hesitates at first, but there aren’t much he can do now, and it’s better to have a companion. Even if he’s in the form of photo frame. “Sure.”
Turning the doorknob, and the door creaked open.