Believe

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Curiosity woke to a smell of wood. And a really humid and hot feeling. (It's summer!) Quickly, she sat up and registered her surroundings. There was a red pine tree. A few other trees. A giant building.

She turned around. There, on the grass, were five bodies.

Curiosity knelt down and turned one over. It was a young woman, probably 23 or so. She had pretty dark hair and a tan complexion.

This woman... I know her, Curiosity thought. But how?

Curiosity shook the woman awake. A scream echoed around... well, the air. I guess magical air does echoes.

The woman closed her mouth and stared at Curiosity. "My name is Worthless!" She stated. "I think I know you."

"Yeah! I'm Curiosity!"

"Really?" Worthless, or the woman, pulled a compact mirror out of a pocket. "Look at yourself."

Curiosity looked in the mirror and gasped. She looked a bit like she used to, brown hair and startling eyes. But her eyes were filled with something black, as if someone had outlined them in Sharpie.

She was wearing a pink T-Shirt and couldn't see any clothes on the lower half. Either she was wearing really short shorts, or... she didn't want to think about it.

"Okay," she shook someone else awake.

The person opened her eyes. "We all look different," Curiosity explained to the scared face. "I'm Curiosity, that's Worthless. Which one are you?"

"Light." She groaned. Light stood up. Curiosity handed her the mirror.

"WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?!"

It was true. Her normal self had white clothes, usually a silk dress, and fluffy hair that wasn't exactly hair. Now she had a red ponytail, a purple tank top, a jean mini skirt, and crazy sandals.

The other people all sat up. They passed the little mirror around, raising eyebrows at themselves.

"Okay." Curiosity sat down and they formed a circle. "Personificationites don't belong in people world. So we were turned into people. Wearing fashion-ish clothes, I guess. Now let's go around, and say who we are. Anyway, I'm Curiosity."

The others went with it. "Hope." Hope had dark skin and a tight neon green dress, with matching green flats.

"Reality." Reality wore long jeans, a blue shirt with a bird on it, and sneakers.

"Light."

"Fantasy. Oh, gosh, it feels so good to remember. Oh, and don't worry, I've seen a bunch of human life info through dreams. I can help us. Curiosity reads a lot, so she knows stuff too?" She laughed. Her shoulder-length hair and side bangs were a chocolate brown, and freckles sprinkled her face. She wore maroon leggings and white shirt with the word DREAM written on it in gold glitter.

"Worthless." She frowned. Well, I guess Worthless is rarely happy, so... yeah.

"Now lead the way, Fantasy," Hope stood up.

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"I'm pretty sure that I last saw her here," Fantasy announced after they got off the bus. (They had found money in their pockets.)

"Well, there's only one thing to do," Light knocked on the door.

They heard footsteps. Suddenly, the door opened. A young woman with blonde hair stepped out. "Hi," she said. "Can I help you?"

Fantasy stepped forward. "We're looking for a girl who used to be little. Named Rosabella?"

"You want Rosabella? Why?"

"We need to talk to her."

"Why?"

"Because she's the only one who can save us."