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“Isla?” A strange but extremely comforting voice sounded out to me, and I could not help but feel very much at ease.

I blinked a few times and carefully looked around. I did not see anything or anybody, but neither could I pick up anyone's scent.

I imagined this.

Ok, yes. That was it. In a moment or two I would wake up and see that this was all just a silly dream.

“Please, do not be alarmed. I am here for you, to help you.” The voice came again, much more softly this time.

“Where are you?” I stuttered, beginning to feel a little uncomfortable at not knowing where this voice was coming from.

“Here.”

I looked up and gasped, covering my mouth with my hand as I took in the figure standing over me.

She was breathtakingly beautiful, with long fiery hair that flowed down her shoulders, her bright sea-blue eyes as big as saucers and a cute button nose which sat above a huge beaming smile. Her lips were bright red, matching her hair. She wore a black dress to her knees