I went to the place that was in my nightmare; a snowy mountain. "Well, this could explain why I'm use to the cold." I walked around, looking for anything that might uncover my past.

Camille glanced around. "It really would," she muttered. Camille stepped in the deep snow and shivered a bit.

I looked at Camille. "Are you doing all right?"

Camille stifled a tremor. "Oh yeah, I'm fine. Where to now?" she panted.

"I think we should go this way." I started walking in a direction. I recalled back to my nightmare to figure out what exactly I was looking for. "There should be a door some where around here." I looked around. "It might be buried by the snow though." I started shifting through the snow.

Camille observed the place intently. "A door here?" she repeated incredulously, searching through the snow.

I shrug. "There mught be a building here, but it's buried by the snow. All I know is that in my dream there was a figure and he was around this area and he opened a door."

Camille thought for a moment. "That is strange, why on earth would there be a building out here?" she muttered to herself.

"That's a good question." I looked around some more and soon I found the door. "I think I found it." I tried to open it, but it would budge. "I think it's frozen shut."

Camille's eyes turned a deep shade of red and a blaze of fire ignited from her hand. "Maybe I can thaw it," she said, tossing a flame at the door. "I finally managed to control and master this ability to where I can use it."

I smirk. "That's good. Let's hope it works." I was still a little nervous on what I might find.

Camille tried to open the door and it slowley opened up. She stepped inside, glancing around.

"Good job." I was hesitant to step inside, but I did and looked around. It was like a lab in here. There was a computer and other machines, a table with straps, and many cords and medical tools. "Okay, this is kind of creepy."

Camille nodded enthusiastically. "I would agree. Do you remember anything else from the nightmare?"

I looked at the table. I remembered I was strapped down; struggling to break free. "I...I think I was experimented on." I looked around some more and saw a filing cabinet. I went over and looked through it. I found a file that I had my name on it so I read it. "No one ever did care for me." I mumbled.