Annabelle slowly awakens, ‘W-where am I?’ She thought as she got up. She scans the room figuring that she was inside of the tower. “What in the world?” She said quietly to herself as she examines her outfit. She was wearing an ocean blue outfit. “Okay? Now I’m starting to freak out a little.” She started to walk around in panic knowing if there was a way out of here. ‘What to do? What to do-‘ She stopped thinking when she heard footsteps coming her way. “Shit!” Annabelle was constantly moving her head around knowing what to do, but it was too late. 

    “And who are you?” A male voice could be heard from behind her presence. “For the love of God, please don’t kill me. I’m somehow got here and I’m trapped and soon or later I’m probably going to into shock and have a panic attack. So please don’t kill me.” Annabelle begged, but as she turns around there he was. A pale man with bright white hair that was pulled back and very dazzling blue eyes. Annabelle love guys with blue eyes; in her thoughts they’re rare along with those who has gray or green eyes as well. ‘Damn.’ She thought for a second. “State your purpose!” He ordered. Annabelle smiled, “Annabelle. You may call me Ann or Anna or Belle whatever suits your way of style.” The young man just looks at her with a puzzle expression. 

    “Okay? What is your purpose?” He asked again. Annabelle finally caught on, “Oh! I’m searching for a friend of mine who is probably at the same risk as I am, and I have to find her. Maybe can you help a young lass out?” Annabelle said as she was smiling. The man narrows his eyes, and which Annabelle was afraid. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have talked like that. Besides, know my luck you’re going to slice me up with your katana. I understand I’m nothing but foolish. Once again I’m really sorry.” Annabelle sighed deeply as she begins to cross her arms out of shame. 

    “Stop being foolish, Annabelle. Fools are the first to go.” Annabelle looks at the man as he begins to move towards her. ‘Please don’t kill me. Please don’t kill me. For the love of God, please don’t kill me.’ She thought in panic. “What are we going to do with her?” A much older man in a black outfit looks over the white haired man’s shoulders. “We’ll help her find her friend.” The man said as he grabs Annabelle by her right hand. Annabelle was shocked, but at the same rate she was worried. “Your right hand is covered in scars? Why is that?” He asked curiosity. Annabelle was afraid that he found out. “Umm…,” Annabelle looks down as she was begging not to tell him, “It’s a long story. I-I don’t want to talk about it.” The man examines her hand, “Was it your past?” 

    No response, but Annabelle only shook her head. “Vergil, maybe her friend is in one of the doors that are in the corridor.” The bald man said. “Yes. Maybe that’s where Dante is.” That’s when Annabelle slaps her hand onto her head, “Yes! Maybe Akira is with Dante!” She spoke to herself. The two men look at her with confusion in their eyes. “Sorry, she has a huge crush on him.” Vergil just looked up at her with, of course, confusion on his face. “She likes my brother? Nevermind! Let’s go.” So the trio begins to move on their search. “So, you two never give me your names.” Annabelle said as she looks around, amused. “Ah, yes. I’m Arkham.” “Vergil.” Annabelle just nods and smiles. “What is it?” She looks up at him, “I believe you and Dante are twins. Am I right?” Vergil just shuts his eyes, “Let’s just keep going.” 

***

    “So this is the corridors.” Annabelle said as she blankly stared across the hall. “Indeed so, what kind of door do you want to open up?” Vergil asked, but, being stubborn, Annabelle had already opened up another door. “Oh wow! Silent Hill!” Annabelle poked her head out the door. Suddenly a loud ear blasting siren goes off and everything started to turn dark, “Hell to the no.” Annabelle quickly shuts the door and walks to the next. “Well, that was unexpected.” Annabelle turned around, “Do you know what happens when that siren goes off? Monsters come out! When I mean monsters I mean the pyramid head.” They just looked at her as if she was crazy, “Yeah, I know a lot about that place. Let’s see what kind of door this leads to.” Annabelle opens up the door and the sight. The sight was truly paradise. It was sight of Paris. 

    Annabelle just stared completely at the beautiful, spellbound view of the Eiffel Tower and the bridge.”Bioshock.” Annabelle mumbled. “My goodness. This is beautiful.” She said to herself. “So this is what Paris looks like?” Vergil asked. Annabelle was speechless, but she nods her head. There were painters painting a picture of the great Eiffel Tower, there were people eating croissants and drinking red wine, and there were beautiful, colorful birds flying around. Annabelle sighed deeply out of happiness. “This is one of the places I would like to go before I die.” Annabelle quickly shuts her mouth when she hears beautiful music playing in the background. “La Vie en Rose?” She said. “Yes! It is!” Annabelle quickly walks through the door and runs straight to the bridge. “This is lovely!” She shouted out in glee; however, Vergil and Arkham were standing there still confused. 

    Arkham leans to Vergil’s side, “It’ll be best for you stay with this girl. Maybe Dante and that girl might be here.” Vergil looks at him from the side, “And what about you?” Arkham just smiles, “I’ll just stay here. Waiting for a friend to arrive.” Before Vergil could say anything else, Annabelle started to twirl around. “I love it here!” Vergil couldn’t do anything but smile at her. Suddenly Annabelle stops when a young girl walks up to her. Je appelles Sally. Tu appelle?” Luckily, Annabelle understood French. “Je appelles Annabelle. Oui?” The little girl just smiled, “Tu adores La Vie en Rose?” Annabelle smiled, “Oui!” 

    Vergil sighs and steps into this mysterious world. While, Arkham just shuts the door, but with a sinister grin. “Quand il me prend dans ses bras-“, Annabelle and Sally begin to sing until a older woman shouted out Sally’s name. “Avoir!” Annabelle just waved and placed her arms on the railing of the bridge and look up at the magnificent sight. “I really don’t want to leave, but sadly we have to. Do we?” Annabelle looks at Vergil who was just standing there looking up at the tower. “Of course if you want to see your friend.” Annabelle sighed deeply and gets up. “This was nice.” As the two walk away from the bridge, a strange man carrying a painting was running towards them. “Il appelle?” The man asked, “Vergil?” Once the man signed the painting he aims his pen at her. “Tu appelles?” He asked. “Annabelle, but you don’t have to.” She said, but the man just hand over the painting to her. The painting was them standing over the bridge looking at the tower. The painting was covered in oil paint knowing he worked his ass off on this painting. “How much do I pay you?” She asked. “Non.” “W-wha?” The man just cross his arms, making it look like an "X". “Non.” 

    “For you?” Annabelle said with a smile as she gives him the painting. “Ah? Thank you?” He was unsure to how to react to this, but Annabelle started to walk towards the door. “Where are you going?” He asked. “I know what’s going to happen. This is all but a dream.” Annabelle opens up the door and leaves this peaceful delusion. “Besides, I bet Akira and Dante will be here any moment now.” But she was wrong.