Stuck On Here
Chapter 13: Dream Illusion

Both Lucas, Kendrick, and Andreas were silent.

But Andreas seemed to think of something, something strange. He stared fixedly at Floren who was still in his place.

"Florence?" Andreas' heavy and hoarse voice broke the silence. Lucas and Kendrick, who recognized the tone and voice, raised their faces, looking straight at Andreas, who was fixedly staring at Floren, who dropped his gaze at the scattered archival paper.

"Floren, you told me, um we could call you, Flo. So you wouldn't mind, would you? No. gabe. Ok, I'm starting. First, last day at this place too, you said that Mr. Stuart was the bad guy—the one who made you lose your father and mother, right? Ja. Second, before you came here you called me, your voice was like it was stuck in your throat, scared and trembling. Thirdly..," Andreas rubbed his cold nape slightly, making sure that it was the influence of temperature.

"Third..., now, just now, you said that out of all the Katana clans only you remember who he is? You said you weren't Katana's real daughter, and.., the one who brought you into Katana was Mr. Stuart, too...,"

"Also...?" That's all that came out of Floren's red pomegranate mouth. He himself was also confused, confused about what happened, all. All this is confusing for him. He raised his face to look at the faces before him, trying to convince him that what he said was not a lie, not a lie.

"Everything feels strange, like.the clockwork rotates to the left, I feel everything spinning upside down," his eyes swept across the room he was able to reach. Then I looked back at the archive, "That dream-like illusory time, I actually didn't sleep. I woke up at four o'clock in the morning, and it was morning. But suddenly it was all dark like midnight, the sky was too. When I heard someone else's voice, I came out. But the first thing I saw was terrible," He breathed as much air as he could, his heart suddenly racing to remember everything.

"Gruesome?" Kendrick. Floren knew it was a lure for him to continue the story.

"I shifted the door," Making a sliding motion with his hand, "Because indeed my bedroom door shifted, not in push or pull. I see people not, but.. strange creatures.., tall, pale, and.., his eyes are three..," He raised three fingers and pointed at his forehead.

"His face was smashed, but his body was not. His hand reached forward like a zombie. Her legs were large, not human size, I was afraid but could not move, I reflexively closed my eyes, when the voice of the creature was heard, I opened my eyes and instead..., look at Mr. Stuart and that woman." He stopped to inhale as much air as possible, because he felt his lungs were empty.

"Then, something pulls you, you're like you're crashing on your bed, but you're also seeing a shadow of the past, a shadow of you and Mr. Stuart."

Floren was flabbergasted, looking at Lucas fixedly like a child looking at a new toy.

Lucas took out two photos. The photo was already in print at the time even in black and white. Lucas put it in the middle of the table.

”If you guys are thorough, and can see clearly. In the photo Mr. Stuart's face is no different. The difference is this photo his face is not pale—before pale," Pointing one of the photos, then pointing at the other, "And this is pale. But his face hasn't changed,"

Floren now understands where Lucas is going.

"We used to live in Akranim, where there are many ancient beliefs and beliefs that." thought for a while to find the right word equivalent, but ended up using the word, "Satan..."

"And you think that Mr Stuart is an ancient believer?" guess Kendrick, his eyes are watching the Hall door.

Appropriately.

Floren nodded.

"Or, he knew her as a former katana, but, he put that aside. That means he knows a few things about Mr. Stuart, I think" Lucas said quickly, then turned the book around in front of him when he saw the librarian looking at him. In the Book Hall there is nothing noisy, the rule applies to anyone, including nobles—like Lucas.

Floren was silent again, thinking since when the sharpness of his thinking decreased.

Normally I would easily judge a person just by the way he spoke, but the son of these three ancient nobles, was faster even before. Floren wanders in nature.

"Ok, here he explained..., for a moment, what is the name of the ancient understanding? The atheist? It's called for someone who doesn't believe in God. Usually people who embrace the ancient, do not believe in God." Andreas commented. Kendrick as usual, kept quiet while observing.

"Theatheists? It's too modern. They worship, tch, not worship, anyway. Like..., respect, a great stone that, perverted. His name is ancient stone. Don't be confused, I've heard it before, but still remember because I used to find it interesting, "Little Floren said while chuckling blandly at the end, just trying to melt the atmosphere that was too frozen.

"The person who adheres to—honors—ancient stone is nicknamed surrcek, srrrcek, I repeat srrekek. He said, they can, control the illusion, and that part makes my voice tremble," Tukas looked intently at Andreas.

Andreas raised his eyebrows, smiling kindly, "So you know so far? That time said it was just that, hm?"

Floren was silent, knowing he was being debated.

"Ok, I know the way you think, Miss Floren." Lucas cut in, looking for a middle ground, "You suspect, or rather, know that it's an illusion, an illusion created by Mr Stuart?"

Floren nodded.

"And the part is thrown into the shadow of the past, not part of the illusion?"

Floren nodded again.

Now Lucas smiled mysteriously, "Why do you think it's not part of an illusion?"

Floren smiled, raising one of his eyebrows, She is not a noble girl. Made into a noble. He lived by learning to infiltrate the escape, learning the way of life of the people around him. This question is a sign of suspicion!

"Because, if Mr. Stuart uses his illusion to scare or anything else related to me. He won't reveal a part of his past, or I'll make it out of my house. "

Lucas and Andreas smile while Kendrick gawks, not believing Floren is smart enough to approach Lucas and Valerie.

"I'm not a noble Mr. Hanberts, just being made a noble, I don't enjoy that nobility, being a whisperer I might." Most words in Floren's underline.

"If I could I wouldn't be a noble if I had to deal with the Srreck-Surreck, the cursed stone worshipper." Floren grumbled inwardly.