"ELIS!"

"WHAT?"

We both stared at each other for a few seconds, and then I relaxed.

"Oh... You're ok."

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"I'm... not sure."

She looked at me with a seriously worried face.

"Are you sure everything-"

I interrupted her with an aggravated tone.

"Yes! Everything is ok! I am ok! You are ok! We are ok, ok?"

"...Ok"

I walked back into my room and slept.

My eyes opened, and it was 2 years in the past with the black-haired girl. It looked like we were on the beach. She had that smirk that's ready to do silly things. She was all the way at the church, which was at the end of the beach.

"Come on, Pierre!"

I paused and ran over to her.

"This is so tiring, can't we read some books or something?"

She giggled.

"Nope! Now let's go back!"

"Again?"

I tried chasing after her, but she kept getting further and further.

The next morning I was woken up and yanked out of my bed with my mouth being covered. I didn't know who it was, so I bit them. They screamed quietly.

"Ouch! What the hell?"

It was Forres.

"Why are you here?"

His face was straight.

"I'm here to tell you something. It's serious and Elis can't hear."

"What's wrong?"

"We've been followed, by someone who looks exactly and sounds exactly like Elis."

"Well, I'll see you later on today, it's too early in the morning to be dealing with-"

I realized an awful thought. One that could've made sense all those times. One that I tried to deny that was eating away at my fears.

"I think she's back."

Forres realized who I was talking about and let his brain fill in the missing pieces and his eyes widened.

"That bitch... What the hell does she want?"

"She's probably here to mess with me again."

Forres got frustrated and sat down, trying to figure out why she's back.

"It's... just so out of nowhere! Here I am, thinking that this would be a fun trip and now I have to deal with her!"

"We need to be careful and warn the other two."

I went to go open the door to Eli's part of the room, but then I realized if I told them about there being a copy of Elis running around, I probably get more weird looks than I already have gotten

"No. They'll think we're crazy!"

"Shut up. And come on, we have to do it!"

He grabbed me and yanked open the door to her room and pushed me in there she's still asleep in her pajamas.

Forres yelled out.

"Elis! Your pal over here has something to tell you!"

He pushed me up and she got up from her sleep. I wasn't planning on doing this, so I really don't know what to say.

"Oh... Uh well you see... There's a person who looks exactly like you but they're really bad and make sure to not listen to anything they say or follow them!"

Forres sighed.

"Where the hell was all that confidence you had just a second ago...?"

"I wasn't fucking prepared, alright!?"

She looked at me and then at Forres and then fell back to sleep and then Forres perked up.

"Nice! Now we told her. Let's go tell her sister!"

I looked at him with a confused face.

"She was barely awake..."

He had a grin on his face.

"I'm sure she heard us juuuust fine."

As joking as he spoke, I could feel the frustration and anger oozing from him as if it were some types of black tar but if it were covered up with a bath of candy. We started to walk over to Milda's room and when we got there, she was wide awake trying to practice her FFM she doesn't seem to be doing very well. She realized that we're watching and paused the game to greet us.

"Ah Forres and Pierre! Just in time I need your help-"

Forres cut her off.

"No time for greetings, we have more important things!"

"Huh?! What can be more important that you can't help me!"

Forres explained the situation.

"Oh... So, there's not two of Elis... What a shame. I mean I don't have a second rival. That's not fun!"

I sighed.

"Now's not the time for that. Just make sure you're on the lookout for fake Elis."

"Yeah, yeah whatever. Can you guys help me now?"

Forres and I were already on our way out.

"Sorry, got to go make sure no one gets hurt!"

"You useless assistants!"

Forres smirked as we ran down the hall.

"You know what we need to get before we go investigating, right?"

"Hell, yeah I do!"

We said together.

"Let's go grab some Sherlock Holmes’s gear!"

Just for a second, in that moment as we made our way downstairs and into the lobby, Forres truly reminded me of the first time I met him. I was in ruins after all the situation even 5 months late at night and I was sitting in the park. No one was around. Reliving the events again and again, staring at the ground. Then he came up to me.

"Hey you."

I looked up.

"Don't you fucking just look up at me! Stand up you are fucking killer!"

At the time I thought he was right. I thought I was the one who killed his brother. I was the one who caused it all.

"You really thought you can just get away from all of this just because your dad took the fucking blame?"

I averted my eyes because he reminded me too much of his brother.

"No... It's just-"

"There's no excuses! If you can't come up with a god damn punishment for your failures, then I fucking will!"

He grabbed me and after a moment of pause, he punched me. It hurt, but it was nothing more than a bug sting. And yet I fell to the ground, and he kicked me in the gut, knocking the wind out of me. I sat there thinking I deserved all of this. As I felt his kicks get harder and harder, I smiled. Finally feeling like I finally got what I wanted, what I always had coming for me. I bet he's happy with me, looking at me suffer."

Forres sat there for a moment. He looked like he's really pissed off, but then looks like he's feeling guilty.

"Get your ass up."

"Huh-"

"I said get up! I can't beat someone who's a fucking mess. I can't beat someone who's like me."

I paused for a moment and then I stood up like he holds out his hand. And has a smile that could crack at any minute.

"I'm Forres. The guy who's gonna beat your ass after you aren't a pitiable mess like me!"

I slowly went to shake his hand he has a tight grip as if all his anger went into his hand.

"I'm not gonna lie here I really thought that would make me feel better but now I feel worse."

I pat him on his back as everything went quiet. After that, him and I got closer, and I showed him the games I own and after that all he's ever done is play games