Falling [completed]

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Remmy woke up on a soft cushiony bed.  Her head swam.  The headache she had made it difficult to take in her surroundings.  She began to cough.  The coughing turned into dry heaves and she raced for the bathroom, not letting her dizziness slow her down.  Her dry heaves began to ease, and she rinsed her mouth out with some water.  She looked into the mirror and noticed red blotches around her mouth and nose.

She had been stollen.  She walked slowly out of the bathroom and looked to the window.  It was dark outside.  She didn't know how long she had been out.  She pulled her mind back to when she was taken, using her power to magnify all the details.  Strong arms smothered her movements, a heavy hand had covered her mouth.  The terror of gasping for clean air but only pulling in the sweet scent that felt like frost bite in her airways.  Her eyes had watered and began to shut too fast for her to see who had taken her.  She had only seen a black shirted chest.

He must have been tall. She felt her feet connect to a shin while her head was looking at his chest.  That put the man at well over six foot.  Remmy should have still been able to stave him off.  Aldric had been training her, and she could have used her powers.  Any one of the spells would have helped her to escape his grasp.  Too little, too late now.

Remmy looked around the room and sensed a familiarity to it.  The bed was soft and the white comforter fluffy.  The room was dim but she could still make out shapes of furniture and the layout.  She walked to the closet and flicked on the light discovering it full of clothes.  They were all in her size and in all varied attires.  She was at the castle. 

Remmy walked softly to the door and tried the handle.  It was locked.  She looked down at herself and found she was wearing the same clothes she had been in earlier, only now they were wrinkled.  She felt her back pocket and found her phone gone.  A quick glance at the bedside table found the room's phone gone as well.

She sat back down on the bed and thought for a second.  The headache, dizziness, and nausea were tale tell signs of a.c.e. mixture she had been drugged with.  The side effects shouldn't last long.  Finding her senses, she stared at the door and willed it to unlock.  Hearing the click brought her next step in the plan aptly titled get-out-of-dying.  She had to navigate the halls and not be seen.

If she was kidnapped in the castle, that meant none of the council were here.  There was no way she could make it away from the castle and not be seen by the guard.  The curfew law made that sure.  However, she couldn't wait in that room.  She couldn't wait for whoever it was that had taken her to come back.

Remmy placed her ear to the door to listen to the other side.  The door was heavy and thick.  It canceled out most of the sound, which was nice if you were a guest.  Now it just made things harder.  Remmy held her breath as she slowly opened the door.  She peeped through the crack she had made and listened intently.

Golden silence reached her ears.  She opened the door slowly, watching for anyone guarding her door.  Someone was a fool to leave her with just a locked door to keep her in.  She opened the door and stepped out then shut it silently and reversed her magic to lock the door again.

Now she just had to decide which way to go.  The only places she knew of was the banquet hall, ballroom, council chambers and the library.  There were more alcoves in the library and it was closest to her room of the three.  It was also on the back of the castle.

With her decision made, she walked soft footed down the hall, peeking around any corners before making the turn.  Just like her last trip, she hadn't seen a soul.

The library doors were shut.  She opened the door and closed it behind her, careful not to make a sound.  The only thing that could make this situation worse was being locked in the library all night with Dmetri.  A quiver ran down her spine and snaked its way out of her limbs.  She pushed that thought to the side as an acrid smell tickled her nose.  It wasn't strong, but it was something.  The further she walked into the dark library the stronger the smell got.  If it weren't for the huge windows and the bright stars she would have bumped into a million things by now.

She decided being on the second floor would have an advantage, and made her way up the wooden staircase.  She crept over to the window, wanting to catch a view of freedom and the smell got worse.  It smelt like something had died.  Remmy held her hand over her nose and continued on.  The stench would keep others away and help keep her stay hidden for the night.