Speechless

Chapter 4

Year 2045

May Fisher, after years of endless searching is presumed dead. All searching will be stopped at the desire of Idanis Fisher and condolences can, and should be sent to the family.
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As my frantic, chest groping laughter continued my body slowly turned as a strong forced tugged it to the opened entryway to my cell. The book. It shone like the north star, as bright as my hands did earlier as I pushed at the door. My laughter slowly subsided and I stared like a deer in headlights, my body swayed gently as I stared unable to break eye contact. Soft singing filled the air, mesmerizing. I started inching towards it, my hands hanging loosing in front of me body and I felt as if my tonuge roll out out of my mouth, but before my hanging hand could reach it, it stopped as abruptly as it started. Blinking I looked around confused. What happened?
Turning around in a circle I walked out of the room and looked at where the dead bodies once were and blinked again. No bodies. No blood. No mysterious woman. The walls were the same vibrant color and the floor was clean. Why was I laughing before? I couldn't remember. My thoughts were fuzzy and suddenly I felt empty. I glance one last time at the open cell and start making my way down the hall with one last sarcastic wave to that cell. Good riddance. Keeping an eye out I continue walking and the and a feeling of unease grows on my stomach.
Slowly, I make my way to the court yard and breath in slowly. Empty. The throne Cinderella sat on just a few hours earlier was empty as I approached it, the seat smelt faintly of pie and.. breadcrumbs? I straighten trying to piece together old stories when i notice the trail of breadcrumbs leading out of the castle. Before i follow, I run back and grab the book and start following the path, grinning faintly when I notice I'm skipping.
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The origin of the book is unknown to all. It appeared one day and just stuck. Nobody joked about it, they knew a strange power surrounded it.