Lucas stood in Belle's room which was in the land of the dead in the broken mansion. The windows to her room were open and so was the door of the patio where the wind blew to fly the tattered curtains in the air.
"We should get going," he heard Belle say who was seated on the bed. She turned her body to place her feet on the dirty ground where she had no shoes on her feet. She looked up at him with a smile on her lips.
She started to walk away from the bed but noticing Lucas not move, she paused her steps to ask, "What's the matter?"
Lucas smiled back, shaking his head, "Your dress has a lot of blood. Whose is it?" he asked her.
Belle looked down at her dress to notice the blood, "I don't know how I got them…I don't know how I ended up here," she gave him a confused look, her brows knitting together.
