Reborn (Open PO)

Reborn (Open PO)
Violins



“Huh!” Emely wakes up simultaneously from her bed after repeatedly failing to melt herself into dreamland. His eyes stared at the empty bottle. His push was completely dry, he was getting more and more trouble sleeping. He was completely defeated after floating with helium gas and his feet were exhausted standing in a roller skate.


He nearly kicked all the glass bottles in front of him, but he wouldn't do that considering he borrowed them from the kitchen. Given the kitchen, his memory would instantly repeat the events of the red night first, there was blood everywhere. Already this night, he did not want to see that cursed place, on the other hand he would not be able to resist the call of nature.


Emely tiptoed in striped socks and Rosela-patterned jambrut green pajamas in a wraparound again in a grey jacket she bought from a cheap bazaar last week. He declared himself free from the purple pajamas he had been wearing.


The kitchen seemed quiet tonight, the fear that had formed a heavy pile on his shoulders was now flying away. He's more at ease with the silence tonight.


He enjoys the sound of water moving from the dispenser slowly filling the bottle. There's another voice infiltrating. Emely stopped his activities, there was no other sound. He then filled his bottle. Water almost overflowed from the bottle as the sound reverberated. He quickly closed the bottle, rushing back to the room.


His steps came to a halt, the sound coming from the crowd of guests. Someone seems to be playing the violin. Now he sure believes in ghosts inside this castle. Which crazy person likes to play the violin with a slashing tone so last night.


“It's just hatu.” Emely shrugged her shoulders. There were more and more scary things here and he couldn't run away at all.


The girl stepped into the room, the voice even more disturbing. Eventually he succumbed to curiosity to find out who was playing the violin.


The long hallway was illuminated the only dimly lit lamp. Emely dragged her feet into the blue-painted room, there were no lights lit here, only a row of candles on the closed piano.


Emely stopped behind a fern tree, lurking. How could he have blatantly appeared. All the big windows were open, the wind was in shaking the candlelight.


Emely tightened his hold on the water bottle. His eyes continued to highlight the large place.The violin sound came from outside. Tonight is windy. Finally he stepped slowly. There's only Calum and Jason crazy humans in this castle.no waitresses played the violin this night, or were there any other residents of this castle.


Honestly, Emely does not know at all who is the Master in this house, who is the real Jason? Who is Calum? Why he was at the company where he worked the first day.


Jason was outside, wearing a sleeveless shirt while playing the violin. Emely was stunned for a moment, the sound of the violin made her eyes condense. This mood turned gripping as Jason sat down to play his violin and turned around. Emely managed to inject herself behind the wall.


Emely walked without paying attention to the floor, the wax liquid seeping into the floor. It slipped, fell gracefully . The bottle in his hand slipped off, bouncing off the floor, making a noise. The sound of being haunted, Emely could see a shadow approaching. He turned slowly. Holding his breath while preparing himself for Amarh Jason.


“What are you doing in bring there?” Jason touched Emely's shoulder.


“Au just happened to pass by,” replied Emel. The answer really does not need to be said, in the end Jason still knows why he is here.


“Lofer..”.


Emely was speechless, she was trying to stand with her back bitten in pain. Before he disappeared, he returned and turned around, opening his jacket.


“This!” he said “I don't know what you're doing here against the cold, maybe you'll burn it with candles and this cheap jacket, just.


“Why do you care?”


“You helped me,”


“Only that?”


“My heart says, you don't need a reason to help a strange man like yourself.”


Jason was silent, he did not receive Emely's helping hand at all long enough. Emely realized his efforts were in vain. He moved his feet slowly, about to leave. Jason quickly held Emely's body and hugged her.


Emely was speechless, this thing she did not expect at all, this hug was thrilling to her chest. His hands were trembling should he return this hug?