The Bombshell

Part 23: Emma's Pov

   I awoke to find myself in a strange room. I extended my arms out in front of me to feel my surroundings, but shackles prevented them from reaching very far. "What the hell?" I yelled as I fought against the chains and managed to pull myself to my feet. "Where am I?" The chains weren't budging but they were just long enough for me to reach the window.

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   I looked out across the land that lay before me. I was high up; in a tower, but I still recognised where I was. "The Enchanted Forest." I was back, but this time it was different. I don't know why or how, but it was.

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   I kept trying to break free; I pulled, I tugged, I yanked, but nothing worked. I was trapped with no way of escape. I thought to myself if only I still had magic. That's it! My magic was the one thing I hadn't yet tried.

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   I closed my eyes and focused on the chains that bound my wrists. I pictured them breaking and falling to the ground. "Please work." I begged for my magic to kick in any second, but it didn't. I opened my eyes to find myself still locked up and still without magic; chained to the floor.

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   I collapsed, defeated, in a heap on the floor. All I could do was think; think about how I got here and came to one simple conclusion. The only way I could be here right now is if Rumple and The Author succeeded with their plan to rewrite everything. This reality wasn't real; it's just the story that Rumple wants and if he wants me locked up here with no way to help set things right, he wasn't going to be happy when at some point it finally came crashing down around him.