Book 27;

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Large clouds of smoke drifted over dirt roads and covered everything in a gray haze. A person was blurred. The person ran lightly across the frozen puddles. The hair bounced back and forth non-stop. I tried to follow the person. I ran after her as fast as I could but couldn't catch her and fell down.

Where I had landed, the ground cracked. Like I was on ice. The cracks spread rapidly and shot towards me. I wanted to jump to the side and not let the cracks endanger me.
But my limbs didn't respond. The cracks were coming faster and faster! I pulled on my legs but they wouldn't walk!!
The ground beneath my feet collapsed...I desperately tried to hold on somehow. My fingernails dug into the ice, into this cold surface. It didn't do anything...
I just heard it crack and then I fell into the depths.

I opened my eyes in a daze. A square.....A marketplace.....Yes! It had to be a marketplace. But where was I please?
And why? How do I get back?

ROOM!!!! I landed hard on the ground. Was I asleep? But what did this dream mean?

I quickly stood up and looked at the bed in front of me. Rich lay there. He was connected to many agencies. I put my hand on his and stroked his hair.

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