The Final Countdown

Prologue

It was the final countdown.

10 seconds left in the clock that was towering over us. It illuminated brightly making it clear to see in the darkness that surrounded us. I looked over at him, not even the clock could tell me who this ransom was that I was facing. Caught in my own world, he rose his spear about to throw it at me with all his strength that he could prosper. Snapping back to reality all I see was a spear coming at me faster than anything I've seen. 'Why won't I move!' I internally screamed at myself. My feet felt like they had been frozen to the ground. Throwing my arms up as if to try to protect myself, nothing had come. As I opened my eyes, everything clears up and I notice I'm in my rooms. I looked down at my sheets and relized I was sweating profusely. I looked up and saw that nothing was out of place.
"What the hell was that?" I questioned myself. I look around once more and decide to get up. I go over to my closet door and open it up to reveal all kinds of expensive brands of clothing. Skimmed my eyes over all of them and decided on something casual and less stand out.
"Juliana! Are you awake sweety!" I heard my mom yell from downstairs. My mom was pretty young looking for being 34 years old. She had pixie cut hair that was a bourbon brown. And small green eyes to go with her 5'2 height.
"Coming mother!" I replied sarcastically. My mother always hated when I was getting sarcastic, so sometimes I would do it on perpuse. This was going to be a kind day at school today. Not to mention all the drama.... Great.