Darkness sometimes brings us into the reality. As my vision blacked out and my body felt numb, I came into the realization that these were all just memories, memories of a little child whose soul is so deeply scarred. I felt a force pulling me into a black cavity. I couldn't resist this force.

I fell into a deep hole; its ends had lights on it. I tried to reach the light.

There I could hear a small weeping voice. The voice cried out,"no don't come in here. I am scared".

I slowly approached the voice. As my blurred vision was clearing off, I saw a little child sitting at the corner and weeping. Being a shaman, I could know at one glance that this was the soul of a human child. The forgotten memories of the real Andrea once again came into my mind. I realized that, the scenes I saw just now were the flashback memories of real Andrea when she was 3.

I slowly approached the crying soul. This time the soul was brighter and more stable. I realized that as real Andrea shares her memories with me; our souls will merge as one and be more stable.

I knelt and tried to peep to see her face that she was covering with her tiny hands. Her blue eyes that were wet from the tears shined like a real jewel.

I asked her in a soft voice, "Child, what happened after you were kidnapped?"

The girl wiped her tears and stared into my eyes. She then spoke in a trembling voice, "I don't know. I don't remember. I am scared, I am lonely." She pleaded for my help.

She pleaded so I could take her away from this lonely world.

I could feel and understand the sorrow of a little child who was left alone in the world of spirits, apart from her loving family. As a shaman, it was a taboo to bring back the dead, but was real Andrea dead or is her soul just too scared to face reality?"Slowly she stopped weeping, and she stood up. She was barely 3 feet, and looked thin and smaller than her peers.

She walked towards the end of the light, turned back and spoke facing me, "the great Shaman Si woon. Protect my family and nation from them. I was too weak to do that in my last life. So this life I will give you the chance."

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"What? Protect nation? Last life? This life? What do you mean? Protect from whom?" I was confused. At that time I never understood what real Andrea was talking about.

In my confused state, I tried to stand up, and walk to her, but suddenly the world started to shake.

The spirit world was meant for one person, but now there were two different souls, so as a shaman, I knew this would happen anytime.

I tried to look around for the exit.

As I was in panic Real Andrea smiled and spoke, "you will come again into this world. Then I will tell you about my true story. Now go life as a child. Enjoy the love and warmth of the family. Please leave for me, my new Andrea. "Her smile was so pure and innocent that I felt my soul melting away in its warmth.

She started to sing as the world was collapsing

"Sadness would change into nothingness,

Memories will feel like a fleeting dream.

Your soul and mine will remember this hour,

The hour that can change our lives

Into cursed or blessed, beautiful nights.

The shine in your eyes, and

the warmth in your heart,

helps me live through these cold days.

Come again, my dear mate,

Don't forget this lonely soul,

Family and friends that forgot me,

Now remembers you

My sadness will soon change into nothingness,

Memories will feel like a fleeting dream.

Now you may leave,

But soon you will come again,

To meet this lonely soul in pain."

Her song was filled with sorrow and loneliness.

Such a song from a three-year-old was not something I was expecting. The words she said before about a second chance in life, made me feel like I was missing out on something important about real Andrea.

As I was immersed in my thought, a huge vortex was created.

Andrea continued to sing the song. This time I couldn't understand what she was singing.

The words sounded unfamiliar. The vortex grew bigger and bigger. I was pulled into it by a force. Inside was beautiful like a starry night. It looked so pretty that I felt all the stars are now around me. My mind soon cleared up, the only thought I could have now was the beautiful vortex and a falling sensation.

Real Andrea was now disappearing from my sight. I could hear her voice that sounded like honey and sang like angels in sky about the 'forgetful song,' that I once heard when I lived as a shaman.

It was usually sung by the souls that had lingering feeling and duties.

These songs were dangerous for humans who were alive, as they could mesmerize anyone and trap them in the spiritual world forever, but Andrea's song was helping me get out of the collapsing spiritual world.

I knew at once that real Andrea was someone different with special abilities.