Your house was set in a blaze of harsh fire. The smoke reached your lungs,making it harder to breathe. As you coughed, your vision also blurred and you tried desperately to wave off the smoke. But your wrist was roughly grabbed by...a mysterious person?..No, he looked..like a dragon? Are you seeing things correctly?..He stand infront of you, staring down at you with those blank eyes, betraying no emotion other than apathy and indifference. He held his spear to lift your chin up with it.

"Do i look like your husband?"

He spat out the word "husband" like a bitter pill..No,no.It cant be him, he must be lying. Your husband "died" years ago and you can barely recognized nor remember what he looks like after those years past. But something with his manners, the way he talks and-- Your thoughts snapped when he let out a "tch" when you took longer to reply to him.

"You don't view me as a beast,don't you? You always reassure me that am not some beast but a sweet "gentle one" He said with a lace of mockery as he laugh bitterly. "But i wonder..what is your answer now?"

You couldn't breathe properly as the smoke entered your nose into your lungs. You felt like passing out but you know he will just leave you to burn..or not?