Chapter 4

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Third Person P.O.V.

That night after Astrid's party the weather changed , the sky turned into a purplish, darkish, cloudy, sky the stars were extremely bright, there was fog all over the place, there was a dry strong wind, little raindrops started to fall and lighting streak all over the place one after another u could hear the loud thunder.

You could see how Astrid's skin got goosebumps and she started shivering slightly, half asleep she pulled the blanket to her neck .

Astrid's P.O.V

Omg it got so cold out of a sudden what the heck why there was a really warm sun today oh that's weird.

Third person P.O.V.

Out of that dry wind u could hear a sweet low dry voice calling out "Astrid.....Astrid.......Astrid" "come..Astrid.......come...!" Astrid thought she heard someone call her name as she sat up slowly saying "hello..?.....hello..? Who's there..?" And as that she heard it again "Astrid ......Astrid come"

"What who...who's there.?!? hello.? hello..?!?"

Astrid's window slammed open and a strong, cold, sharp wind came blowing in, she felt it in her cheeks like tinny blades cutting her skin , she felt her bed shake a little, she saw this really bright light but it was so bright that she had to close her eyes and then she saw dark.... dark completely dark, she realized she was asleep and had her eyes closed.

Astrid's P.O.V.

As I open my eyes I realized I wasn't in my room anymore I thought it was a dream for a while but when I pinched my self I was still there "where am I...?" it looked like a forest to me, it was full of trees and....."my bed what I'm not on my bed ....I'm laying on leafs what the heck " where in the world am I ...? I started to walk to nowhere just randomly checking around .. I heard a noise coming from some bushes near by "hello.....who's there ...?" I asked but there was no answer.

A girl with blond long curly hair came out of the bushes she was really pretty, she had a short dress made out of leafs and animal skins she had two silver swords.

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