Fleurie's point of view:
Even if my eyes remain closed, I am awake. I'm not going to open them. Opening them would be acknowledging that those atrocious events occurred to me.
I recall sitting outdoors with Gray's mother outside that house-like mansion when a searing sensation took over my neck and stung me so much.
Grey's mother's expression when all the pain had subsided was astonished, and she looked at me with disbelief.
She began to remark that it was strange, that great power was emanating from me, and then I blacked out.
I'm not sure what actually happened to me, but if I opened my eyes, I'd be admitting it was real and frightening. Despite the fact that I'm used to the agony that scumbag put on me.
As I tried to acclimate to what was a dream and what was reality, a bright lig
