They all danced and as I roamed around the ballroom. I realized I was without a partner and it started to get awkward. My senses told me to stay at the wall and avoid being embarrassed in public, and so I did.  It reminded me of my not-so-different life, sudden memories of my life began to burst into my mind: A lover from another world, a family of broken hearts, and a life of misfortune, all because of a clock.

    Just then a man bumped into me.”Ow! That really hurt!” I was deep in thought when this happened so I was clearly surprised. The man looked at me with grieving eyes. His black pupils targeted me and when he turned, it was like an arrow hit a bullseye at my body forcing me to stay still. The arrow in question was the body of the muscular stranger who cornered me with his gaze. I looked up to see him in full. “Oh no..” I thought, looking at his annoyed face. It’s Felix Coldwell, the man in the story that I… well we’ll get to that in a bit.