Chapter 4

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For some reason I was drawn to it. I don't know why. Normally if I saw a big black hole I would run for my life. But there was something about it. Maybe the fact that I have been seeing it in my dreams, or I'm intrigued to find out what it is and how it got there.

I knelt on the ground, right next the book. I took a deep breath. I picked up the book and stared into the darkness.

I almost screamed when I saw what was in there. But before my mouth would open I was on the floor, unconscious.

Falling, down, down, down, BANG!

I fluttered open my eyes. This time the dream had seemed real, and it was. I was lying on the tiled floor. Tiled floor? My floor at home was wooden. I sat up and realised I wasn't at home. 

I was in an empty room surrounded by doors. I counted each and every one of them, ten. The exact same number from my dream. Wierd. I stood up and breathed in. I walked to the nearest door and brushed the blonde hair out of my face. I grasped the handle. It didnt budge.

No matter, there were still nine other doors to try. 

I brushed my hands on my dress, Wait, since when was I wearing a dress? Last night I went to sleep in my PJ pants and my band t shirt. I would never be caught dead wearing a dress.

This is getting wierder...

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