“What?” Selenity and Endymion asked simultaneously.

“Yes. She’s going to kill Endymion while he sleeps.” Esmerelda said.

“Tell me. How’s she going to kill him?” Selenity asked, frightened.

“Well, a ghost can enter your dreams to haunt you or to visit you. What ever happens to you in your dreams happens to you in reality.” she explained.

“So, if she cuts him on the arm, that cut will be on his arm when he wakes up?” Selenity asked.

“Yes. And the cut will be fresh. As if someone had cut him just a few seconds ago.”

“Don’t worry about it” Endymion said calmly. “She won’t effect me and I assure you that nothing will happen to me.”

“No Endymion. You’re wrong. Anything can happen to you, so be wary.” Esmerelda warned him. “And it’s not my fault if you die. You can’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Selenity left, then Endymion. Esmerelda sat there, praying that Endymion would be safe and okay.

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“Endymion, I scared for you. I’m afraid the fortune teller is right.” Selenity said to Endymion.

“Don’t worry, she’s probably pulling a prank.” he answered. “Go to bed now,” he said. “And don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine.” He turned out the lights. Selenity left the room slowly, returning to her room. As Selenity entered the room, she felt a sudden sharp breeze of cold air. She rubbed her arms to give her warmth. She lay on her bed. She couldn’t go to sleep that night. She stayed up wondering if Endymion was going to be okay for the night. She tried some tea and warm milk to help her go to sleep. Nothing helped her. She decided to check on Endymion. She walked down the hallway, then went into Endymion’s room. She opened it just a little. He was sound asleep. She opened the door more and entered the room. She stood by his bedside. She watched him sleep for a few seconds. To what she saw, he wasn’t hurt in any way. She was relieved to see that he was alive and okay. She got a candle out of one of his drawers and lit it. She took it with her downstairs to the kitchen. She decided to get another cup of warm milk to calm her nerves. She was stressed out. She looked in the fridge for some cake. Of course, she found a whole bunch of pastries (Endymion’s mom always makes something everyday!). She decided to take her milk and cake to the living room, pull out a good book to read and relax on the couch. She went to turn on the radio for a little orchestral music. She sat there reading her book for an hour. She was half asleep already. Then she was awakened by a loud noise she heard from the upstairs hallway. She stayed still. Suddenly, she heard someone call her name in an eerie voice.

“Seellllleeeennniiiiitttyyyy” it called.

“Who’s there?” Selenity asked. Suddenly, the lights went out.

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“Your beeeeloved Endyyymiooooonnnnnnn is deeaaad!” the voice said.

“NOOOO!” Selenity screamed.

“And heeee’s coming baaaack to haunnt yooou!” the voice said. She gave a little squeak and covered her eyes. Then she heard a match being struck. She uncovered her eyes and saw the candle being re-lit. She looked up, and to her surprise, it was Endymion.

“Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!” he laughed. “You were so fooled! You should’ve seen yourself! Ha!” He started imitating her. She gave him a mean look.

“Endymion, that wasn’t funny.” she said.

“I’m sorry, but I had to see what you would do.” he gave another laugh. “I came down to get a glass of milk, then I was going to go back to sleep. Then I saw you down here, half asleep. Then I dropped one of my statuettes down the stairs to make a noise. Then I did what I did...” he laughed a little more. “I’m sorry. It was just too funny. Forgive me. I didn’t mean it.”

Selenity gave a little sigh. “Well, that’s okay.”

“Okay. I promise I won’t do it again.”

“Good.”

“I’m going back to bed now. See you tomorrow morning.”

“Goodnight.”

“Goodnight Selenity.” Selenity stayed in the living room a little longer. She finished reading three long chapters. She wanted to sleep on the couch, but knew that she shouldn’t. She hauled herself back to her room. Before she entered her room, she peeped into Endymion’s room again. He was sound asleep, like he never was awake. She gave him a little kiss on the forehead. Then finally headed to her room. Knowing that he was going to be all right, she was able to go to sleep.

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Selenity woke up. She rubbed her eyes a little and stretched. She got up out of bed to get some breakfast. Before she headed down the stairs, she decided to wake Endymion up so they could eat breakfast together. She was about to open the door, but she got interrupted. The maid was calling for her.

“Princess. Princess. I need you to come to the dressing room. You need to be fitted for the dress you’ll be wearing to your return party.”

“Okay, I’ll be right down.” She decided to let Endymion sleep in a little.

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A few hours later, she was done finding a dress and it had been altered for her. She ate breakfast after that, assuming that Endymion already woke up and had breakfast. He probably went back to his room for a little more rest. She ate her breakfast and read a book for a while. She later decided she should wake up Endymion. After all, it was already lunch time. She headed up the stairs. First she needed to get her horseback riding gear. She rode a horse everyday at noon to regain some strength. She got them, then headed for Endymion’s room. She opened the door just a little bit. Everything looked fine from where she was standing. She opened the door all the way this time. She entered the room. She saw him sleeping under the covers. She gave a little smile. She lifted the bed sheets to uncover him and see him crouch into a ball to keep himself warm (he did this every time). But, instead of seeing him crouch into a ball, she saw something very different. Suddenly, she screamed. Then, dead silence.