Chapter 5: The Search

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"Someone, anyone, please help me!' I screamed at the top of my lungs before breaking down into tears.

The next day, I woke up to the bright and beautiful sun streaming through a window. After a few moments of enjoying the mesmerizing sunrise, it all came back to me.

I was stuck in this castle forever.

Agatha compelled the town to forget about me.

I was tied to a chair with rope.

"Well, the first step of trying to escape would be to get myself untied from this chair," I thought. So I spent the next 30 minutes on getting the rope off of my arms and legs.

Once I stood up from the chair, I decided to try and open the front door of the castle, but it wouldn't budge. I looked around for something heavy, and picked up a big stone to hit the wooden door with, so that it might break. The stone worked, and once I made a big hole in the door, I tried to run outside of the stone walls. I was only one foot away from the castle when an invisible force pulled me back into the front room. I tried to overcome the force with all of the strength I had, but failed miserably.

The next thing I tried to do was find a secret escape door. If there was one door that leads to freedom, then there had to be others, right? I spent hours exploring each and every room in the castle looking for a way to escape. I pressed every brick on every wall, and searched every single room for anything that might be useful for escaping. After I was done looking in the dining room for the seventh time now, I decided to call it a day and sat down for a little bit. I guess that Agatha's spell didn't make you hungry because I did not think of food one time that day.

After I had regained enough energy to move, I trudged up the spiral staircase heading towards the bedroom I had found during my search. Everything in the castle was old and dusty, but I shook most of the dust out of the pillows and covers. Hey, sleeping on a dusty old king sized bed was much better than sleeping in a chair with ropes tied to your arms and legs.

Well, today wasn't a success, but there is always tomorrow...

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