Nightmare

Chapter 10

It was late morning, well, according to the clock that was on the wall, which was always making a small ticking noise that seemed loud in the quiet library. Penelope was always running around the room gathering books and putting them somewhere.

Edward didn't really pay any attention towards what she was doing. However, from time to time her head would pop out from one of the corners of the bookcases making sure that he was still there, sitting on the floor, back to one of the bookcases, nose deep in a book.

Gritting his teeth in frustration, while closing yet another useless book that would do nothing to fix the situation that was bound to happen at any moment, Edward had failed to find a way out of this. Though there was always a possibility from the beginning that there was nothing here because this was Michael, the person that knew how to toy with people.

The door to the library opened, Ed was brought out of his thoughts and looked up. A pit of hopelessness had formed and at the bottom of said pit was a small bundle of fear that seemed to grow with every moment at seeing who it was. The two guards that were always hanging around Michael like a lost puppy waiting to hear a command that would surely please their master was standing by the door.

"It's time." The male said low and bitterly.

Edward glared at the guards which seemed to last hours, but it was only mere seconds. Edward got up, leaving the pile of books behind that held nothing expect useless information and walked over to the door. This was it there was no turning back, there was no escaping. This was the end of the line.

Penelope was hiding behind a bookcase, occasionally popping her head out while watching as Edward was escorted out of the room. She had to finish packing all the important books that Michael didn't want anyone finding.

Then put the boxes that were now filled with books down in the basement. So the books would be safe from unwanted visitors, as there was only a select few that knew about the basement. Once the door closed with a soft click, Penelope moved quickly knowing from that moment on that everything was going to go to hell in mere minutes

Edward walked closely behind the guards lost in thought. Hopefully, Al and Roy would make it in time or at least have found a way to undo what was going to happen. Edward hated feeling so useless; he was just another mindless puppet that couldn't stop this from happening. There was no running away, no fighting; if anything he was going help Michael succeeds with his plan.

The guards opened the door and all three walked in. Michael was kneeling on the ground in the middle of the room, chalk in hand, making sure that the giant transmutation circle was to perfection. Once it was finished, he stood up while putting the chalk into the pocket on his black leather pants and then smiled while stepping into the middle of the circle.

"Are you ready?" Michael said, looking straight at Edward.

"No, but it's not like I have a choice," Edward said, bitterly.

"Oh, come on, where's the spirit." Michael sighed. "Anyway, come here and stand beside me." Edward began to move all the while that was happening the conversation continued. "I want you two"- Michael pointed to the two guards. - "To go help the others by the front entrance,"

Edward was now standing in the middle of the transmutation circle. From the moment his foot stepped onto the chalk circle everything became hazy. Bits and pieces of the conversation fluttered through one ear and out the other.

At the same time, his vision was becoming blurry. Edward couldn't move, couldn't speak, and couldn't think. This was truly different from all the other times that he had no control over what was happening, it was as if his grip on the world, on his mind was loosening and darkness was slowly creeping its way in, consuming everything in sight.