And I think this may not matter but the calendar was replaced but a poster. Something a tyrant would do. It showed a unicorn with the word obey, underneath. But that only raised my concern.
And I was reluctant to reach out to the sunlight.
The voice of Luna burst through my thoughts suddenly, and I grew cold, "Keep moving, they might catch you. They won't stop until you are nothing but dust like the rest."
I tried to reach a reply to her, and like last time, it didn't work.
For the last half an hour, I've been running from those things, in this god forsaken cave. Going to the faint light I saw in the distance. And for the last five minutes of that thirty, Luna was urging me on. I was growing tired, and that light I was going for was fading. Until it grows to nothing, I thought miserably.
So I respectfully tried to follow the urging of the princess, and ran on. Only a few moments later, I thought a thought that was troubling to think about but helped me get to where I am now, alive.
Death or escape? The thought was stuck in my head as I was running.
We won't know if you give up! Luna exclaimed.
Why is the light going dimmer? I tried to ask.
Because it's night out. My turf. Now run! She answered.
Great, I thought, now I'll have to fight one or the other. I suppose death is better.
I felt myself being dragged as I was turning around to certain death.
Come on! I can't commit suicide?
"No! We need you alive." Luna was yelling louder. Or was that her actually speaking?
I ran faster, my last final effort to escape.
Then the thought was anwsered. Escape or die trying.
And I sprinted across the cave floor, the changlings still chasing me. But I didn't give up, or get exhausted at all.
The light grew nearer, and nearer, until finally I was engulfed by it. Then I was blinded for a few moments.
After a few moments of running without seeing where I was going, my vision was returning to normal, and I slowly adjusted to the normal lighting of the moon.
I saw figures surrounding me, but they weren't in focus yet.
"YOU IDIOT! WE WERE WORRIED BECAUSE OF YOU!" Luna was furious, but do you know what. I was alright with it.
I ran towards her and hugged her. "Thank goodness, a friendly face, even if it's one that makes me go partily deaf."
She felt warm to the touch. And slowly getting warmer. Wa she blushing? I thought.
She just gripped me tighter, embracing such a simple hug.
"We wish you didn't think about committing suicide. We care..." she stopped there, and swelled in tears, and cried on me.
"It's okay, I'm fine. You don't have to..." wham! I received a falcon punch to the stomach.
"You idiot! It's not okay."
I crumpled to the ground in pain. "So rich girls can pack a punch. Wake me up when we're both safe." and I passed out with the extreme dose of pain, but not before vomiting over the ground.
So I met the grass for a deep slumber, and it was quite comfortable.
Out of the frying pain, into the fire. End of this tale... For now.
I awoke in a hospital room, pretty rundown, but still operational. Or at least the room I was in currently was operational.
The bed I was in was uncomfortable, smelly, and had straps on for my ankles. Metal ones, so I couldn't escape. It smelled like dead people, no surprise, and no one was there.
So I had some things to say, to the imaginary person beside me. "What the..." I cursed really loudly, hopefully loud enough to alert some attention to get, yet again, more answers.
I looked outside, but the window was too tinted, so it was disorienting in lighting, even with the light inside on.
I looked beside my bed, and found chair with a ball. It was round, no kidding, red and yellow, stripped.
I had something to do at least, but I checked for more things to do.
I found a drawer with a book in it, it was unlabeled. The bible, I thought, real original. I continued looking.
In the end I found two pens, a lot of paper, and another book, this one labeled "Daring Doo and the Sapphire Stone".
A book, drawing material, a bible, and a ball. I don't want to lose the ball, so I'll put that on the drawer. I could draw something but... I thought to myself, then I decided to look around more, for anything I missed.
I looked under my bed, and found a tray for meals.
"How convenient for me, Im stuck here forever with no food or drink, what ever shall I do?" I cried out, to se if any one at all was here.
I strained my ears to hear something, but I only heard the ringing in my ears.
I thought my options for life at the moment. My end conclusion was to sleep until I reach a time where I can slip through the restraints, and escape.
"Why did I follow Luna?" I asked, and then I slapped my head, hard. I just had one of my moments.
Luna, where am I? I asked mentally, no reply.
I grappled the tray, attached it to the bed, and banged my face off it. I was NOT having a good day. I was getting annoyed.
And then I looked under my bed again, and found my backpack. OCD pays off, I thought to myself.
I reached underneath and tryed grabbing it, holding no avail. The second time, I reached for it again, only getting the strap, but found my finger curling just perfectly to get a slight grip on tebstrap, and pulled the bag out from under the bed. I then found that all of my stuff was inside the backpack, exactly how I left it.
I put the pens from the drawer back where they belonged, and grabbed my own materials.
I looked around, one last time to check if I missed anything, even looking under the bed, and found one plug-in. And then I checked my pockets. All of them.