I shivered. The tension in my system made me feel antsy and on my toes. My heart banged against my chest in a hard way making pain sear my chest. I rubbed the black clothes I had on with a sweaty palm. The mecury lights blinked faintly, reinforced by the dim thrumming of fields that were hidden away under white washed walls lined by massive paintings and tapestries of all sorts.

  "Boo to my forehead. Confirming the fear inside, a drop of sweat gently slid down. I breathed out to keep myself from fainting.

  Horrors throbbed at the background of my mind. I swallowed harshly as blood overtook my world again. Drawn away from my surroundings, I was immersed inside the horror of the memory. Blood splattered everywhere. I tried to level my fast breathing. Darkness hovered above me with a strong vice like grip. The red liquid stirred foggy memories back to a horrifying realization.

  Voices came back to me, taunting as quakes of fear broke down my sanity. I fell to my knees as the tightness in my throat thickened.

"Calm down." With a jolt, I was snapped out of my reverie. My depressing moments caused a stir of sadness, fear and a deep guilt to hold me down.  My gaze snapped to her face that remained smiling as though unseeing to my obvious discomfort. She grabbed my hand and then I realized I was on the carpeted floor.

  I slapped her hands away. She raised a brow though a small smile still played on her lips.

"What's the matter?" The innocence. Her gaze caused a deep sorrow and anger to grate against me that for a second I wanted to give in to their desires.

A bitter feeling filled my mouth and I just pushed myself back to my feet before striding down the corridor. I heard her right behind me and I remembered once again that we heading down the passageway cutting through the back quaters before connecting with a major pathway that was heavily guarded. The black suit of the male servants I had on filled me with a longing for my other life where my only worries were Robert and whether Dana would reciprocate my feelings.

Dana.

  Tears sprung to my eyes as I pushed forward. The vigor in my bones had gone down the drain, the sinister feeling squeezed me with sharp talons. I wiped furiously at my eyes to prevent Afua from seeing me. I had a feeling that it was the blood oath that had caused her death. A lump formed in my throat again. We turned a bend, making us meet an iron door that remained upright and steadfast.

  A keypad blinked at me, shining with a blue light that was different from the poor lighting from the mecury lights.

It's light out.

I stared at the key pad and a series of numbers were strewn across its top to fiddle with and hack into. But judging from where we were I doubted we would be able to do it. I swallowed another lump in my throat as I let my hands hover above the glowing keypad. Horrified about the earlier incident, I struggled to hear anything from them, all I remembered from the whole plan is that I was supposed to be hacking into...