Again in my dreams I am the prey of many nightmares, some darker than others ... Victor always appears, looking at me, extending his hand towards me as the last time he did before he died ... remembering always brings me horrible sensations that they expand throughout my being, more than 10 years have passed and Victor's eyes still haunt me in the dark.
Unable to sleep after my last nightmare I decide to get up for a glass of water, the mansion lies in the dark and I walk down the hall the dim light of the moon that reflects through the windows, I never stop being amazed at how magnificent it is living in a mansion, every detail is beautiful and extravagant, like Jeanne ...
I go down the stairs to the first floor and in the middle of the total darkness of five in the morning I drink arou
