Early the next day, Cris woke up with unwanted dreams. As he looked at the familiar room which caused his nightmare, he sighs as what he dreamt was not a dream.
"Ah, so I did come home." He sat on his bed as he contemplated what happened that night. "The old man…"
The man looked at the time and realized it was already quite late in the morning. He did not expect he'd be able to sleep so long despite having such awful dreams that night. He quickly got out of bed, as he headed downstairs.
"Young Master, you're awake."
"Ah, Nelson, the old man?"
Nelson is the head butler of the estate. He's been with the family for almost his entire life, since his family has served for generations and he is the fourth generation to serve. He looked sad that the young man was not calling him how he usually did before.
"The Master has already left."
