Chapter 6 The Dream Happens Again

 

Once the sky grew bright, Elsa resumed her usual activities. However, every now and then, she found herself thinking about the dream she had the night before. It had felt so real that it had almost seemed like it was not a dream at all.

“Elsa, some supplies will be arriving soon. Please help me organize them so we have enough for the next few weeks,” Marley, one of the servants, said.

Elsa obediently nodded.

Two hours later, the sound of a helicopter approached. Two grown men unloaded the supplies from the helicopter and carried them into the house. At that moment, Elsa noticed Dustin standing on the second-floor balcony, watching the helicopter with an expressionless face.

“Mrs. Marley, is Mr. Dustin always like that? Doesn’t he ever want to leave this island?” Elsa asked curiously.

Marley set down what she was carrying and looked at Elsa.

“It isn’t easy to leave this place, Elsa. Even if Dustin wanted to leave, where would he go? This island has been his home since he was a child, all the way into adulthood,” she replied before walking away again to retrieve the remaining supplies outside.

That afternoon, as usual, Elsa relaxed in the backyard after finishing her duties. Lying on the green grass with a beautiful view was the only entertainment available to Elsa, who could no longer spend her time on her phone.

“I often see you spending your free time here.”

Elsa turned around and quickly sat up when she saw Dustin approaching. The mysterious aura surrounding the man made her uncomfortable, but she could not refuse if Dustin wanted to talk. Perhaps doing so would help lessen her fear of him.

The man sat beside her, leaving about a meter between them, one knee raised.

“What brings you here to see me?” Elsa asked.

“You don’t have to be so formal. It feels strange when you speak so formally when there are only a few people living here,” he said.

Elsa turned to look at him from the side. Dustin was undeniably handsome, almost exactly like Deon. However, Dustin’s twin had a habit of bringing a different woman with him almost every day, something that made Elsa sick of his behavior.

“I want to know, you’ve lived on this island for such a long time. Have you never had any desire to leave this place?”

Dustin lowered his head, then suddenly lay down on the green grass. His eyes gazed toward the bright sky as the sun approached the horizon. For the first time, Elsa saw a sweet smile appear at the corner of his lips.

“Of course I’ve thought about leaving this place. But what for? The world out there isn’t very kind to me. I’m more comfortable staying here, where everything is peaceful and I have everything I need.”

“Aren’t you curious about what’s happening out there?”

Dustin shook his head.

“I’ve lived in the city before. You probably think I was born and raised on this island, but that isn’t true. I was brought here when I was around ten years old, and I’ve lived here ever since.”

Dustin’s words made Elsa sigh before she lay back down on the grass.

“Does that mean you know who your family is?”

“No. I was raised by my caretaker. Even now, I don’t know who my mother and father are. I used to wonder why they could be so cruel that they refused to acknowledge me as their son. What are they hiding that made them send me so far away to an island like this?”

Elsa gave a faint smile. She knew about Dustin’s family, but she did not dare tell him that he had a twin brother out there whose face was almost identical to his. She did not know why Dustin’s family had hidden him away so far from everyone else, so Elsa chose to remain silent.

“I’m still curious. When we first met, why did you call me Deon Dawson? Who is that man?” Dustin asked, turning toward Elsa.

“As I told you, Deon Dawson is one of the characters in a comic I once read. I used to be a huge fan of comics,” Elsa replied.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent. The two of them remained quiet, enjoying the cool afternoon air.

Elsa glanced at Dustin as he caught a falling leaf. He stared at the dry leaf in his hand before crushing it until it crumbled, then stood up.

“It’ll be dark soon. It would be better if you didn’t wander around here at night,” he said.

Elsa stood as well, watching Dustin’s back as he walked away.

“Don’t you want to explain why we’re not allowed to go outside once it gets dark?” Elsa called out.

Dustin stopped and turned to look at her.

“At least three servants have tried to end their lives after dark. I don’t want that to happen again,” he replied before continuing to walk away.

It turned out Marley had been telling the truth. Elsa was not the first young servant to be brought to the island. But there had to be a reason why the previous servants had tried to end their lives there.

“Is it really only because they couldn’t stand living here?” Elsa wondered.

She looked toward Dustin, who was already far away from her. For some reason, Elsa could always sense that mysterious aura whenever she was near him.

When she saw that the sky was almost completely dark, Elsa hurried back toward the house. Fear prevented her from staying outside for too long after nightfall.

The atmosphere inside Dustin’s house was unnerving at night. There was no one walking around. Elsa remained in her room, lying on her bed. Normally, nights like this would have found her sitting in front of a computer. Now, all she could do was stare into the darkness.

“I wonder how long I can survive in this place,” she murmured.

She got up to drink some water, as she usually did before going to sleep.

After drinking, her eyes began to grow heavy. She lay back down and soon drifted into the realm of dreams.

Somewhere beneath her consciousness, Elsa felt someone enter her room and climb onto her bed.

The previous night’s dream repeated itself.

The figure began touching her, exploring every part of Elsa’s body with sensations that stirred her desire. Between consciousness and sleep, Elsa moaned as she felt the touch continue, something moving against her most intimate area.

In the silence, Elsa faintly heard a low voice whisper,

“So sexy.”

Strangely, she could not wake from the dream. Elsa tried to open her eyes, but she could not. The sensations she felt gradually disappeared as she finally awakened.

Yet once again, she woke up alone, with the center of her pants damp.

Elsa rubbed her face in frustration.

“My dreams have been so strange these past two days,” she murmured.

She walked toward the bathroom and immediately froze when she noticed a red mark on her neck.

“Oh my God, what is this?” she exclaimed in shock.