The rest of the morning was a blur and I was hungry by the time I reached the cafeteria. I got my food from the vendor without any stress and sat at an isolated table at the back of the room. The truth is that I feel nervous. Being in the midst of these big kids, though I'm not short also but I'm just fourteen. I just can't help but feel younger. Like i do not belong here. I fixed my ear pods to my ear, trying hard to concentrate. I barely ate, a vague feeling of first-day nausea was still within me. I always expected school to be like this, even worse. I closed my eyes , tried to change my line of thought. I thought of my new home, Sylvia and her perfection, my nausea worsened. Her perfectionism is so overwhelming. I breathed deeply, willing myself to focus on something, anything good in my life. “Newbie ” I jumped.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew past. We stood still awaiting whatever it brings. We're stuck and that's it.   “Katty! Katty!” a very familiar voice called out.   That's Sylvia's voice, how did she get here?   “my mum, she's here”I could see her from a distance now.   He arched a brow. “your mum? ”   Sylvia moved closer to us. Her face was lit.  She embraced me though I was too surprised to speak.       “mum! ”I gasped.  

Sylvia rushed into the doctor's office. The news of Katty's attack reached her rather too late that when she got to the hospital, she wasn't allowed to see her again. She's been stabilised and put to rest. The doctor just said, 'You can't see her now, see me in my office' She was grieved, scared that something has gone too wrong. Most of all, she felt guilty for everything. “how's my daughter? ”she asked as she sat down. The doctor, a lean, young and tight faced man. His silky black hair fell over his forehead that gave him a youthful look. “she's been stabilized for now ”he said “you know she was asthmatic? ” “yes”she responded.

Emiliar found herself in a beautiful cottage. Sylvia stood by her side smiling, happy that she has succeeded  in geting Emiiar..she just hoped that the little girl don't  get sentimental.   Emiliar looked up to her ,startled. the world just changed like a quick  swipe. the so called librarian has changed her uniform so quickly and this cottage doesn't  look familiar.   " where are we?" she asked ."  why did everything changed so quickly? how did we get here in the first place?"   Sylvia just smiled and nudged her to move. She really had no time to waste.   "I asked a question?"

I woke to complete blackness. I felt a cold, metal pain on my wrists and ankles, and my limbs were sore. I realized I was chained. Standing. My arms were outstretched, by my sides, and I tried to move them, but they didn’t budge. Neither did my feet. I heard a rattle as I tried, and felt the cold, hard metal dig harder into my wrists and ankles. Where the hell am I? I opened her eyes wider, heart pounding, trying to get a feel of where I was. It was cold. I was still dressed, but barefoot, and I could feel cold stone beneath my feet. I felt something in my dress and as I struggled a white pup jumped out and happily licked my face, rubbing his face on mine.       I looked hard about the room and