Audrianne's POV

Darkness enveloped me.

Soft golden lights pierced the darkness, like fireflies in the night sky.

A cool breeze tousled my hair.

'Where am I? Am I dreaming?'

I was floating weightlessly with no fear of falling.

"Audrianne..."

"Audrianne...."

"Grandpa? Is that you?" I asked.

It sounds like him but that's impossible. He died when I was little.

"Audrianne, listen carefully."

"I'm here grandpa! Where are you?!" I called out, but I didn't see him.

His voice was so faint.

I wanted desperately to reach out and touch his gentle, kind hands one more time.

"You must protect..."

"Grandpa!" My heart raced as I called out to my beloved grandfather.

Darkness surrounded me again and suddenly I was falling into the abyss below.

"Grandpa!" I shot up in my bed, sweat sticking the sheets to my shaking body.

Tears caked my face as I winced at the morning light seeping in through my window.

It was just a dream...

I looked over over at my dresser, and suddenly remembered what lay hidden within.

I wrapped a thin robe around my body, got up, and opened the top drawer.
'It's been so long since I've worn this ring. I don't know what Grandpa was trying to tell me but...'

I took out the ring and marveled at its' unique beauty.

I decided to slip the ring on my finger to keep it safe.

I know he's gone, but wearing this ring makes me feel better.

'Wherever you are, Grandpa, I love and miss you.'

The silence of the morning was interrupted when my clock radio blared, shaking me out of my reverie.

"Guess I should get ready."

////

Having loved the arts, I work at the local museum. And after another long day, I began my usual routine of locking up the exhibits.

Everyone's gone except security, I better hurry if I'm going it to the bar to meet Perrie.

I locked the last gate and entered the lobby.

"Everything looks good, Eddie. See you tomorrow!" I said my routine goodbye to the security guard in the office closest to the front desk.

When he didn't respond, I frowned.

"Eddie?"

I glanced inside the office and gasped when I saw Eddie, on the floor.

"Oh my gosh!"

I rushed over, sinking into a kneel, and felt for a pulse.

Thankfully, he was only unconscious.

Someone has definitely been here...

Suddenly the alarms sounded.

I was was shaky when I stood up.

The world around me spun but I had to do something.

I maneuvered around the multitude of security monitors.

There was nobody in any of the screens, so I thought maybe they had left.

Then I saw movement on one of the cameras.

Before I could get a good look on their face, the power went out, and darkness flooded the room.

I just wanted to melt to the floor and play dead until this whole thing blew over.

I forced myself out of the room and that's when I heard voices approaching.

"I told you it was green wire, Louis."

"Yeah, yeah."

"You gonna listen to me next time?"

"Probably not."

The men argued with each other and that's when I saw they were taking a painting!

"What do you think you're doing?!" I spoke before thinking. I was surprised by how strong of a voice I managed, considering my knees were about to give out.

Both men stopped in their tracks. One of them jumped at the sound of my voice.

"Whoa!" He stumbled to the side, running into a statue on display. The statue wobbled and fell forward, directly towards me.

I froze. I knew I had to move, but my feet wouldn't move.

Just then, the other man lunged forward, knocking me to the floor.

*SMASH*

I flinched, but I couldn't tear myself from the worried eyes of the man above me.

He clutched my body tightly against his, even after the statue crashed to the floor.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

The wind had been knocked out of me, so it was difficult to respond, but I managed to nod.

"Harry, what are you doing, you idiot! We need to go!" The other man screamed.

Harry got to his feet, and finally relaxed our embrace after he carefully pulled me up as well.

His eyes locked with mine.

I wish more than anything right now to get a better look at his face.

His hand caressed mine and paused over my grandfather's ring. He marveled at the antique beauty on my finger.

"This...ring...!"

"Harry you can flirt later! We need to go. NOW!"

Harry instantly released my hand and the two rushed past me and out the front door, just as the police began to storm in.

Notes

Hey guys! I just started on this story, and thought you might like it:) Not many people have used this plot, so I thought I could:)) hope you like it, if not comment what you thought of it.

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