Charlie and the Chocolate Factory: Beyond the Looking Glass

Thank You Dear Readers

You wake up in a strange void-like place. The only thing you remembered is that you were reading the little updates chapter of a story you found on Wattpad. You slowly get up and move forward. There was nothing in sight, but it's like your feet seems to know where to go. Trusting your instincts and pushing the alarming thoughts to the back of your head, you keep moving forward.

Suddenly, a white figure appeared and smiled at you. For some reason, you felt like you knew this figure. It resembled a child in some ways. Soon, another figure appeared in the colors of pink and lavander purple followed by a few more you recognized were the cast of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. They smiled at you before disappearing, leaving something behind.

You picked the item up to reveal a letter.

Dearest Readers;

Thank you for your growing support for this story. It really astonishes me that you guys are reading this even if it was made a year ago. Words can't express how happy I felt when you went out of your way to read all my chapters.

As for you ghost readers, you can still show your support by sharing this story to... basically anyone really. Friends, family, relatives, any really. Don't be shy.

I'm sorry this was short, but I really have to get going. So much to do and so little time.

Bye! Have a great time!

~ Amy_Rebel99

You smiled a bit and chuckled softly at the little joke they put there. Sure it was written hastily, but it still spoke with traces sincerity in their words. You gently clutched he letter as the pink and lavander purple figure came back and hugged you.

"Thank you..." She spoke softly.

You hugged back and closed your eyes, feeling the warmth radiating inside you.

The darkness soon dissipated, replaced with the beautiful scenery. A beautiful field of flowers and grass, with plenty of trees you can see at the far borders of  the field. In its center is a lake, and you two are standing on it. But you didn't mind. You felt safe in her warmth.

You ignored everything around you as you wrapped yourselves in the warm cocoon of warmth. She slowly lets you go and a beam of light slowly envelops you.

When you woke up, you were (sitting or lying) on (whatever you were doing before you read this chapter). You slowly got up and looked around (wherever you are). You were confused until you see the note in your (pocket or bag). The warmth returned once more and you went on to doing whatever you were doing, remembering the warmth and the figure you knew was indeed the author of that story.

As you went on, you could have sworn you felt a small smile sent your way and heard the faint chuckle of a child-like voice that echoed in the back of your mind. You looked around, but soon shrugged it off.

"... You're welcome dear Author. I'm glad I read your story..." You found yourself saying before doing whatever you were doing just moments before the book updated.